How many ways can I originate
To say that I venerate you
Progressively each and every day?
How many times can I praise your name
Until the words start sounding the same?
How many blessed hours will it take
Before you are fatigued by verbal embrace?
How many takes shall we rehearse this play,
For I will not refrain until your dying day,
Nor once you have gone away.
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Simply Poetry
PoetryA collection of poems by Sean Arturo Last. You are encouraged to leave your interpretations in the comments. -- © All Rights Reserved (No unauthorized copy, distribution, transmission, or alteration of the work.)
