Just another man;not the one you love

Feb 20, 2006 13:54

It was one cold night
while we were laying there
and the world was far
our souls were bare.

The light upon the bed spread
fell upon your face
as dry and hard and cold
of you I saw no trace.

Thats when I knew it to be true
I knew that very night
that I was just another man
who was passing through your sight.

A night - a day
and I would pass away
I was just another man
one that would not stay.

I cried inside to think
of the line going through your bed
and my heart was broken
it drove me out of my head.

The men who would come
and the men who would go
I make no difference in the end
as I melt away like snow.

I hope someday
that line outside your door
which I can see from here
will haunt you no more.

But I see my time is running up
the timer is in your eyes
your mind is moving on
while I still lay between your thighs.

You move your lips, so soft
my time with you is done
I am just another man
and so soon I am no one.

I leave the bed with you on my mind
knowing that the next wave
will take all of me away
to be replaced, by the next man that you save.

Dante

poem

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