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Monday, 19 August 2024

Grow Not Slow

 It is you who I choose

As you're still my muse,

I think you're beautiful

And I want you to pull,

I remember us together

So braving any weather

As life can so be a storm

Breaking any such norm.


You were ecstatic ecstasy

To me which is heavenly,

You to me were an Angel

Which was so wonderful.


I reminisce times of bliss

Such as your perfect kiss,

Holding you oh so tightly

With your hug so mighty.


Do you wonder like me

Of how we might so be

Together with a sharing

Nature of perfect loving.


I miss you/us terribly so

And I want you to know

That my love is not slow

As It does grow and grow.


Copyright Andrew Stevenson 19/08/2024


Thank you. Love love, Andrew.

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