And there it was ....Gone !!! Dirty old town in 1967.
That oft used word means so much yet pales with time.
Yet when the sun is low and eyes close in sensuous trance
Time for that last dance, relaxed... arms around her...fine.
Smiles created by romance are special and sincere.
Remember how she looked, flashing eyes so clear,
An exchange of words in sunstreaked narrow steets,
Me eating her bag of chips, she finishing my pint of beer.
Where does the time go? what will become of romance.
That oft used word but no longer in modern tongue.
A bond of minds and hearts and skins if there's a chance.
Then back to the Arcourt pub and sup again 'ere long.
Poetry by Sid Gardner
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Written on 2011-08-31 at 21:32
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Romance In The Risky Sixties.
Secure is the heart that beats in rhythm with romance.That oft used word means so much yet pales with time.
Yet when the sun is low and eyes close in sensuous trance
Time for that last dance, relaxed... arms around her...fine.
Smiles created by romance are special and sincere.
Remember how she looked, flashing eyes so clear,
An exchange of words in sunstreaked narrow steets,
Me eating her bag of chips, she finishing my pint of beer.
Where does the time go? what will become of romance.
That oft used word but no longer in modern tongue.
A bond of minds and hearts and skins if there's a chance.
Then back to the Arcourt pub and sup again 'ere long.
Poetry by Sid Gardner
Read 674 times
Written on 2011-08-31 at 21:32
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