Category Archives: London

Regrets

A kind stranger I met
We kept talking and he said
You know she was beautiful
I only have few regrets
I should have kissed her more
Should have loved her sore
Should have hugged till dusk
Keep smelling her musk
Should have played all nights
Visited far away sites
Should have laughed on her jokes
Gave all till I was broke
Should have smiled when she blushed
Made her calm when she rushed
She was all I had
I just worked instead
Now she is gone I am alone
In this world on my own
Have kids and such
But (with tears in his eyes), he said
I miss her so so much
Then we drank in her memory
He said don’t feel sorry
I am counting my days
In all possible ways
Waiting to meet her again
Body loses and I gain
My freedom to fly
The day I die
We become one again

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I won’t take tea with you

beautiful tormentor, love of eternity
thousand daggers piercing sanity
evening masses, streets and passes
unnoticed in this deep trance,
can not steal a mole, let alone your soul
certainly unfit for romance
I won’t take tea with you
coffee is another matter, perhaps later,
unable to refuse your charm
association deep harm
will die in a ditch, as an overdosed snitch
and blame squarely lies on you
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