Cheryl
rocks my boat,
She
keeps me afloat
With
dreams of hope.
I
have apt aspirations
Expressed
in mentions,
Will
she look back to see
How
I’ve now come to be
In
an essence of harmony.
She
sets my heart aflame,
Could
she feel the same,
I
am gentlemanly tame
And
have honour in name.
I
love to be Christianly
To
a nice, loving Honey.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 16/08/2016
A past poem that I didn't post.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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