taken from my old post
For years, I have given chase
For a love that stays
From a lover I can trustingly embrace
Who loves me in a thousand different ways.
With a character that conveys
That strength and kindness are in place
Together with love that never betrays.
Would it happen again now in this case
That you will end up as a lover who strays
Are you that genuine loving face
That will stand by me throughout my days
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Standing On the Tiny Ledge
Posted by Gynaecia's at 4/25/2010 12:08:00 PM
Labels: gyna and poem, self-monologue
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