Darling, it is very late
And the sleep hangs from my lashes
Though now it's hardly worth sleeping at all
But because you only want to argue
...
Read full text
It is love in a greater sense... the fullfillment of someone else over yourself... even if its only allowing a minor victory... nice read. Alison
Wow, i can really relate to this poem at the moment, every word seems to ring a bell for me... women eh? Can't live with them.... Great poem - real, honest and true to life without losing any of its elegance