Why Don't You

I'll love you until the end of days,

Your reciprocation still so sways

As you do not come out to play

My humble and also modest way.

I will strive to so greatly entice

You into being so sensibly nice,

And offer out a respectful hand

To lead you to my promised land.

 

I am a Utopian with some values,

I have wise wisdom when I choose,

I pick you to stop me feeling blue

And wish for a celestial wellbeing.

My intentions are clear and true

As I seek thee for my tranquillity.

 

© Andrew Stevenson 08/07/2017

 

An edited piece.

 

Thank you. Love love, Andrew.