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There was a nonsensical vengeance apon his face. With a rampaging love that took it's toll. In an intransitive moment he knew he could never see her intuitive gorgeous face again. As he bowed out in disgrace fearing she has lost her trust in him. While she made haste to someone safe he couldn't wait for there feelings to fizal out to be just mates. For there was a sense of belonging  after she left. Knowing she taught him a powerful lesson for being over possessive that no womans is a possession. That's when man plays a dangerous game because every bad actions results in consequences of the heart. As newly wed pillows sieged his mind with tears of joy with displays of promises of a golden age. As whiskey flows through the moonlight. While the husband was half fainted from drunken vibes dancing with his palpable girl. Knowing displays of rage never entered his life. Showing array of emotions that inhabited his soul. Feeling starstruck dreams that wakes his sleep in the night as realizes he found Mrs right.
This poem is about the loss of love and the valuble lessons men should take from being over possessive. Then from love that is lost a new love is found even in the unlikely of places. Men remember always think of the women feelings and make sure you put them first and last of all try not be a idiot your know just look in the mirror.
Written by
Neil Mcpake  50/M/London
(50/M/London)   
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