Quote Originally Posted by The Bedlington Terrier View Post
John Lennon claimed that Smokey Robinson was the greatest living poet. Might have been a bit OTT but some of his love songs are still as valid as ever S_c.
Surely Bobby Dylan mon ami,

"And so it did happen like it could have been foreseen,
The timeless explosion of fantasy's dream,
At the peak of the night, the king and the queen,
Tumbled all down into pieces,

'The tragic figure', her sister did shout,
"Leave her alone, god damn you, get out",
And I in my armor, turning about,
And nailing her in the ruins of her pettiness,

Beneath a bare lightbulb the plaster did pound,
Her sister and I in a screaming battleground,
And she in between the victim of sound,
Soon shattered as a child to the shadows,

All is gone, all is gone, admit it, take flight,
I gagged in contradiction, tears blinding my sight,
My mind it was mangled, I ran into the night,
Leaving all of love's ashes behind me,

The wind knocks my window, the room it is wet,
The words to say I'm sorry I haven't found yet,
I think of her often and hope whoever she's met,
Will be fully aware of how precious she is"