I’m getting fast,
you say?
of this I cannot let pass,
in this u make my day.
such a fine lass,
would follow your way,
in hoping to get past,
to win your say,
your are so fine,
and I clearly hope you understand my line,
for fear I cannot let you dine,
and what you do not know is so divine,
it is you, and your poems too,
that I love ,
and the maker being so proud sends you a sign in the form of a dove.
I lied in my other comment. I like ALL of your poems. More, please.
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thank you very much! i have loads more to share! no, worries!
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Perfect! I’m refreshing my Reader over and over until I get more.
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