Spice
He woke with hope and love for the new day
And darkness met him and betrayed
The hope vanished but brought cleansing
And like the soldier onto knee bending
If You are there help me like a bottle of wine
A slight burn and You grow and deny
It was only one time and her heart lies
Spelled it out and written by
He was there between each adjective
That holy love linked each conjunctive
If You came with your advice
Her love cost more and price
In front of the screen he touched the keys
Writing the note with hope relieves
But she has deleted his record and moved over
In a seedy hotel they meet and my love choked her
You told me once You told me twice
My love was cooked with bitter spice
Dedicated to Poetry Soupers All
Copyright © Patrick Cornwall | Year Posted 2012
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