Liking you what do I gain –
A heart of sorrow and pain,
I spend my time with rhyme
About how you are sublime,
But seemingly you’re blind
To what I’m citing in writing,
I was hoping with the belief
That our love was not brief.
Oh woe to me and my grief –
I have yet not laid a wreath
On our lovely loving caring
As we made a good pairing.
I have a scope of some hope
Of so being together forever.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 31/08/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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