Words can't be compressed
to described how I love you,
but through my little deeds,
I hope it will do.
With you, time, I may not share,
but let this love fill
the scarcity, I know you bear.
And in those times,
you're distressed.
Do not fall,
but rather lean on me,
for I will give you much
caress.
As I end this lovely poem
for you, I offer, my precious one.
I hoped it made you glad,
for loving me is hard and sad.
But, I always pray to God
that this love I have
is true for you, my love.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
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