One Thing

Posted: September 4, 2010 in Uncategorized
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One thing was certain: he knew he did love her-

It made so much sense when he said it like that.

But there was the problem of loving his brother.

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When he lay next to her under the covers,

Limb against limb, her body stretched flat

One thing was certain: he knew he did love her.

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No-one would ever be placed above her

In the intricate hierarchy of his heart.

But there was the problem of loving his brother.

———————-

He wished he could speak of this love to his mother,

But she wouldn’t listen (she never had)

One thing was certain: he knew he did love her.

—————————-

Still he was plagued by thoughts of another

Love that refused to remain in the past.

And there was the problem of loving his brother.

———————————-

What can you do when you’ve more than one lover?

Except lose them all, and feel like a prat?

One thing was certain: he knew he did love her.

But there was the problem of loving his brother.

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