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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, Clark Kent, humour, John Wayne, Lady Godiva, loss, love, poetry, UK poet, Uk poetry, Yorkshire poet
I was your kooky girl
you were my Clark Kent
we blazed a trail
through Eden’s Vale
everywhere we went
We rode into the sunset
like Godiva and John Wayne
you in your Vauxhall Corsa
no gallant knight on horse
I never saw you again
© Galahad 18.09.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Lady Godiva by John Collier, c. 1897, Herbert Art Gallery and Museum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Worldly Winds 
Oh what a sad ending.
Well he was a bit of a numpty – it was more of a lucky escape 🙂
It was a swift meeting that likely lingers in the mind…
Well… a couple of years or so, but time flies in a poem 😉
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