Friday, January 25, 2013
Facebook, how you mock my youth!
that sweetheart
of my youth
of my youth
reappeared
seventeen years
too late
Bjork, carousel &
Steven Road houses
I reminded him
bare boobies in moonlight
our teenage love
in heat
at Marina Bay
I remember too well
I have been
meaning
for him to come back
one day
to unravel the mystery
which I spent years
in angst & only
through lost innocence
through lost innocence
I put
two and two
two and two
I knew he
would return
how I waited
bidded my time
spilled the beans
said my peace
said his peace
hope he would never
see her in
the same light again
can of worms opened
finally that stone
is unturned
only but
seventeen years late
