A note to thee,
Fantasising of what we could be
Oh love has devoured me.
Thinking and inking
mesmerised by the thought of her.
Blame not a man under a spell
For love is what he can only tell.
She might have missed much but never did she miss my attention
and now I yearn for her affection.
A letter sent to thee
Did my words plunge into your heart?
Love me to set me free,
now and forever may we never be apart.
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My Love for Thee
PoetryEscaping the past in search for a better future and ends up hopelessly in love with nature, it's Beauty and Persona...
