I want you again to woo,
As I’m smitten my kitten,
Think once, twice, thrice
Of how to you I am nice,
You with your hair so fair
Which bounces with flare
With every step you take
That I ache with forsake
Another it might smother.
Your pale skin has touched
Me inside that I now must
Have you duly by my side
As I can be a ride to abide.
Your piercing eyes penetrate
Into my depths I hereby relate.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 02/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
No comments:
Post a Comment