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FOR EVER YOU
By P B Taylor
Why do I still love you?
The body remains so real
And the mind so imaginative
Both to ever touch and to feel
Why do I want you so much?
Even in the greatest gloom
The depths of despair unhappiness
It’s because I love you
It only died from me alone
With my arrogance and sin
That made me reject you
As a morning rain becomes sun
A disturbance trifle perhaps
Really the beginning of the trail
A deceit and connivance at untruth
All purely for love, forever you
Gone but now I miss you
With that carefree floating manner
Am I intense or just so very stupid?
Missing only the very essence of lust
London. Autumn 1977
Phillip Taylor MBE was born in Amersham and educated at London University and the Inns of Court School of Law. His working life was spent, firstly at the BBC in London, in the Ministry of Defence and the Army, and then as a barrister at law and mediator at Lincoln’s Inn after he was called to the Bar.
He was Chairman of the Society of Civil Service Authors Poetry Workshop from 1982 to 1986 and contributed to their annual anthology FOCUS. His poems and short stories have appeared in journals, magazines and newsletters and some have been broadcast by the BBC. He has produced several poetry collections since 1972.
The Poetry Workshop was founded by Bill Barnes in 1970. It was a part of the Society of Civil Service Authors (founded in 1935) which now known as the Society of Civil and Public Service Writers.
FOR EVER YOU
By P B Taylor
Why do I still love you?
The body remains so real
And the mind so imaginative
Both to ever touch and to feel
Why do I want you so much?
Even in the greatest gloom
The depths of despair unhappiness
It’s because I love you
It only died from me alone
With my arrogance and sin
That made me reject you
As a morning rain becomes sun
A disturbance trifle perhaps
Really the beginning of the trail
A deceit and connivance at untruth
All purely for love, forever you
Gone but now I miss you
With that carefree floating manner
Am I intense or just so very stupid?
Missing only the very essence of lust
London. Autumn 1977
Phillip Taylor MBE was born in Amersham and educated at London University and the Inns of Court School of Law. His working life was spent, firstly at the BBC in London, in the Ministry of Defence and the Army, and then as a barrister at law and mediator at Lincoln’s Inn after he was called to the Bar.
He was Chairman of the Society of Civil Service Authors Poetry Workshop from 1982 to 1986 and contributed to their annual anthology FOCUS. His poems and short stories have appeared in journals, magazines and newsletters and some have been broadcast by the BBC. He has produced several poetry collections since 1972.
The Poetry Workshop was founded by Bill Barnes in 1970. It was a part of the Society of Civil Service Authors (founded in 1935) which now known as the Society of Civil and Public Service Writers.
