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Saturday, 29 July 2017

I Propose That I'm Missing You

I was never morose,
I would give you a rose,
And would propose
If you were near.

You are my dear
And I'm being sincere
With loving you too much
As you are giving me the brush.

We had something special
That was surreal and tranquil,
Will you heed to my greed
Of needing you to feed.

You were a sucker for our love,
And from the heavens above
You were celestial in being
A person worth believing.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 29/07/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

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