Somebody to Share You With

I almost got it right, last night
It was going to be my last try
After all of these years, of trying I had her head spinning, all day long

With looks that would even melt, your stone cold heart With loving words, that needed no defining
With my swaggering walk
I took her to Gepeto's
You know, now you need reservations eighteen months in advance But, you knew that, I am never hidden from you
We sat at that same table, the small elegant one, way in the back
The one, with the golden silverware and silken napkins
You remember dear, as I teased with you, I do her too
I placed the cream colored velvet box, upon her plate But only after knocking the bud vase to the floor, as I did yours The difference was her ring, it is placed in a misshapen box

One that would rreassemble a bracelet, or a locket For I knew, she knew, that I still loved you
With all my heart, even though you can not Physically compete for it anymore

Not, that you would have too, my dear
You have beaten out, all Comers
Jac’ replaced the bulb; as he did before
With jewelry light; intense and bright

When she had opened the box and saw the thing He then hits the table's lights
Its facets destroyed, the table setting
With their glittering, their sparkling
Her smile; she flooded my heart
With pure hope, then I went and blew it
I was one vowel off an O for an AI called my darling Danna, Donna
I immediately, begged, for her forgiveness
With a single finger to my lips
And tears in her and mine eyes Yes she said: I am willing to share you with

Her memories And that was it
I will no longer miss
Missing you

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

— Sinbadthesailorman, Jan 14, 2008

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About the Author

Region, Country: U.S. A. Indiana, Valparaiso, USA

Favorite Poets: Robert Frost, Walt Whitman, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Carl Sandburg these I have read some And so Many More. I have no Favorite or any that I dislike. Whom I consider to be poets; of course there are many Dark and hateful souls, who would cry out and to I will lend an ear, but some. They just leave a awful taste in my heart that I can not bear to read twice. Let alone as many times I would do normally; as I must.

Critiques

Barbara Writes

18 years 1 month ago

ver good

Smiles:) Barbara She is willing to share you with her memories. memories of someone that died? is what I am feeling here. Am I right?

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 1 month ago

yes you are

can't seem to get my comit enter before the screen changes i think Iam push a wrong key here and it whipes the reply out before i get it sent is my fourth atempt Donnie/Sinbad

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 1 month ago

This is my way of trying to fore see

My future I won't lie to a new woman it would do no good my feelings betray me as if I was a naked man in a glass house I have dated very little and been told by those I have that they won't compete with such a memory although my ex is not truely dead in real life or in my heart I can't seem to let it go till I have something to replace it with if you can understand If she would have remarried I would be resicted from giving her a repreve of all she has done up till that point hard for some to under stand that The vowe I took comes with such a strong need to see it through to the end For I did not write the writ of divorce but she and the court was a bais court not one that would hold the law in truth but by social opions or by brute favor for I have waited more then the alotted time but still hope for the return of a love I know was sent to me by pray I have even desired her to have the time to test her love to see where it may lead her but if and when she remarries i will be unable to take her back even if she is widowed deep the seeds of hurt may seem but the seeds of love may lie domarment for a very long time as long as the rules aren't broken I fear she does not know what they are Donnie / Sinbad

Barbara Writes

18 years 1 month ago

Love Triangle

Smiles:) Barbara Letting go of love is hard, when the one you love leaves, it can be hard to let go. then in my case marry another and tells me three days before the wedding. but still life goes on. three is a crowd. I wrote two poems to this affect on helium. one rates at #1 of 269. Being in love ain't easy when the one you love won't return it. I prefer to love but not be not be in love. Also not easy. I reckon it makes me who I am.

Sinbadthesailorman

18 years 1 month ago

I did not think of it as a triangle until you mentioned it

here but how true you are it is a triangle until the new woman excepts to give in and understand the grief and loss but when she did so she kind of breaks the need for him to continue the vigial or inspires him to let go thank you for the comit are these poems of yours on this site and i do too perfer to be the one handing out the candy as to be the one trusting the other with the bag of love I guess I must expect too much and I so hate to be disapointed by others And belive me I try very hard not to be but I must atract the person who decides self is more important then continueance I mean when and where did the loving become too demanding and unfilling that the me and I extinguished the union of the we and us a kunumdrum for me anyway a puzzlement I no longer whish to puzzle on Donnie/ Sinbad And what kind of F'ing jerk does that to someone that the where in love with I think people seem to think the naster the break up the more intense the love was but I say love some and if there not happy give them a chance before you break their neck People think thier spouses are suposed to be able to read thier minds this takes years and years of practice and this seems to be the undoing of many couples

Barbara Writes

18 years 1 month ago

Alike in many ways

Smiles:) Barbara Mind reading, yes some do. Sometimes you can tell them, so they won't haft to. Then it backfires. Poems not here, but will post one day .