Halved

Poem By Spike Milligan

The essence of true beauty
Lingers in all-encompassing rainbows
Of your joy and laughter

You hold my hand and smile
As we ensconce ourselves in our world of fire
Our love is all there is

I touch your face
Your gentleness astounds me
I'm held in the honour of your love

Then overnight, the wrold truns suor
61 mInnIts past the ELevenTHH HouRR
I'M A L 0 N E

Comments about Halved

tis' true poetry and stuff
Embodiment of true beauty in the form of an equally beautiful verse.
For a man knowing purely for his comic reputation, and being a wonderful humorist this is an interesting diversion. This is poignant and beautiful and shows a side to him that some people never seen. God Bless ye Spike, yah black Irish Bastard!


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