RESURRECTION by Barrie Purnell
When I fell in love with her beauty
We were young, naïve and free
We were so close there was no air between us
I was her and she became me
It was for her that I had been waiting
It was for her that my body yearned
But she told me she gave away nothing
Any favours would have to be earned
But she quickly overcame my defenses
She had developed love to an art
Before I knew it she had me surrounded
And had slipped past the guards to my heart
She carried me away with her dancing
To a place where I’d never been
She transported me with her love songs
To places I’d never seen
Expecting nothing from all our devotions
Caring not for who it was on the cross
We weren’t looking out for a saviour
To the priest we were already lost
We were drowning in oceans of kisses
Bathing in lakes of freshly shed tears
The smell of her skin stupefied me
Her arms held the noose tight on my fears
I surfed on the waves of her ardour
I was helpless she gave me no choice
She beguiled me and hypnotized me
With the tilt of her nose and the lilt in her voice
We thought that we’d be together forever
But at the bank of love our balance was low
We knew you have to give back what you’ve taken
You have to pay all the debts that you owe
Yes real life intruded into our passion
There were decisions which had to be made
We’d exhausted our credit with Eros
The piper had to be paid
She said she’d become a jet setting model
On the catwalks of Rome and Berlin
And I would be an industrial chemist
Making drugs that kept models thin
Our affair never overcame separation
Our passion soon cooled and was spent
Addresses were lost or forgotten
The promised letters never were sent
We lost touch and found other lovers
Then by chance our paths crossed again
It was at a charity event that I saw her
Surrounded by urbane looking men
I wondered if she would remember
Or act as if we’d never met
I’d be hurt if she had forgotten
Was I that easy for her to forget?
I slid into the sphere of her vision
Did she find fortune and fame?
With relief I saw her smile at me
It was a sad smile just the same
We talked of our past infatuation
And the journeys we’d taken since then
But we were now both different people
That love was something we’d never regain
We breathed the same air at that moment
But we were no longer as one
Even when her arms were around me
The closeness we had once was gone
When I saw that the party was ending
I couldn’t let that be the end of the line
I offered to deputise for her taxi
To be with her for just one last time
She lived in a posh part of Cheshire
At number six Montgomery Drive
As we approached I could see that the houses
Were designed to impress those who arrive
I stopped at her gates and turning to me
She said I’ll e-mail you sometime next week
We’ll arrange to have lunch together
Her lips brushed a kiss on my cheek
But I knew that this wouldn’t happen
Our worlds had moved too far apart
I could see that despite her affection
There was no room for me in her heart
She may not have become a model
But achieved the lifestyle just as well
Sashaying up her catwalk of a driveway
In her little black dress by Chanel
I watched as she disappeared through her doorway
I hoped she’d turn round for my pride
But she went in without glancing backward
The gates closed with me still outside
Did I see her steal a look out the window?
In my mind I’ll pretend that she did
But in my mind I know that it’s over
In love’s gamble I had been outbid
I pushed her into the recess of remembrance
Where she’d lived for decades before
Her ghost had been finally exorcised
I didn’t need her love in my life anymore
But I hope sometimes she thinks of me fondly
Of promises made when we were young
And when she’s lonely and searching for someone
It will be my name on the tip of her tongue
She’ll never know how much I missed her embraces
How she hid in my heart all this time
How I remembered the way that she loved me
Because she will never be reading this rhyme
Your first love may always be special
But remember looking back it’s always the same
You only remember the good times
Forgetting all of the hurt and the pain
To avoid rejection and aching disappointment
Just remember your first love with affection
Don’t try breathing life into dead lovers
You will very rarely achieve resurrection
A pleasure to read
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I enjoyed reading this, great work
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Yet another flawless piece of work from Barry. Well done mate. Word perfect. I don’t know where you get them from, but I like ’em all.
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