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Maybe
Contributed by
ramfire
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Wednesday, 18th May 2016 @ 06:21:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Don’t be as ice to me this day.
Did I do something you now hate?
What’s my offense that seems to grate
upon your soul, tell I now pray.
Were we not lovers yesterday,
when you put sweet lips close to mine
with hazel eyes that seem to shine
as I held you in a soft way.
Then I said June comes after May
when we can tie the marriage bow.
Yes, Angel, know your face will glow
and we will be as one some say.
What you overhear is not true
For I am true as sky is blue.
Copyright ©
ramfire
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2016-05-18 18:21:41]
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Re: Maybe
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 18th May 2016 @ 06:43:06 PM AEST
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| The old story. Did he or didn/'/t he. Well, it ain/'/t on one way or the other. No point. Nice poem. |
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Re: Maybe
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by softerware on
Friday, 20th May 2016 @ 11:57:40 PM AEST
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Your tale pulls us one way, and then another. Yes then no. Ebb then flow. Come then go. Leaving us in the middle with a definite maybe.
Small wonder love leaves us dizzy!
You said it better than I, but I felt it! A credit to your craftsmanship. I am grateful to be on the outside of your happy whirlwind, eavesdropping, and not a participant!
I hope you win this war of hearts!
softerware
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