Oh my Julianna,
your eyes they shine so bright,
oh how I wish to carry you home,
and kiss you by candlelight.
But alas I cannot,
for you hath already been carried,
and although I do love you,
you are already married.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I wrote in my spare time. Cover made by Writer_4ever. Go check her out, because she's awesome.
