You are going so slow with reciprocating,
I am being patient with patiently waiting,
I still am so fond of you with a fondness
And fondly I so reminisce your greatness
At remedying my weakness with a remedy
For when I was insane with a mad insanity –
As I became sane, well and not a bitter-pill
With being ill that gave you a frightful chill
That was a frightening fright not a delight
But I changed delightfully into your serenity
That if I was heaven I was so your heavenly
Haven sanctuary oasis that is blissfully bliss
That was blissful just like your kissing kiss.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 02/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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