9 (from, ‘What's Really Happening – In 54 Numbers’)
Lust and love is everywhere,
It keeps on burning, in my skin.
I see your face here and there,
But forgetfulness soon shall win.
Treason's for our love begun,
When I found the 'drugs of joy'.
Thereon started lust and fun,
For a party zone driven boy.
If you drift to my cloud one day,
Don't mind, if I've forgotten you.
My ship did leave your 'home bay'
And feelings, we can't renew.
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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