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I Thought I Was Your Only One

I thought I was your only one,

Your first, your last, your everyone.

The one who made your breathing still,

The warm embrace that fought your chill.

The one that made your eyes ignite,

From every whispered word I spoke.

The one who made your fire burn bright,

I fed your heat and inhaled the smoke.

The one with moistened full red lips,

That trailed from foot to finger tips.

The one you kissed in such a way,

That all was lost, amidst the play.

The one that made you drown in lust,

Open, bare, in you I trust.

You took my all and so much more.

Then broke apart within my core.

The one that took you from my bed,

Will she bear witness to what I said?

When I thought I was your only one,

Your first, your last, your everyone.

About helenmidgley

Helen Midgley likes to think of herself as a cross between Dawn French and Kate Moss. She has been in the witness protection programme for a number of years and once lived in Brighton as a bearded mechanic called Dave! Her current incarnation is as a part-time Journalism & Media tutor at a small FE College in Yorkshire. She has survived cancer, dandruff and athlete’s foot and has a penchant for black humour and red wine.

6 comments on “I Thought I Was Your Only One

  1. Aye, nothing more dangerous than a woman scorned. Beautiful and intense.

  2. Shoot him. Then sit back and write as beautiful poem about it.

  3. Hahaha, to John’s comment.
    Magnificent poem, Helen! I’m baffled as to how you can create such wonderfulness on a a regular basis.
    Ellespeth

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