15 Feb 00

 

 

You're the one

 

I know

because every time you leave

it hurts me so

because you're the one

I don't want to let go

 

Others they come and go

I take a taste

And there is no lasting thrill

Nothing to bring me back

No lasting feel

 

But with you

I remember

 Your taste, your caress

And even having had it

I want it yet

 

By

 

Everett E. Phillips, III