Oh how I long for you.
I must see you.
Please my love -
please I implore you,
to come and see me soon.
Come early in the summer.
My love, my love,
I know you want,
to see me too.
I insist you come,
early in the summer,
as that is before,
the rain will come.
When it starts to rain,
my love it will be to late.
Come see me,
and we will be,
together once again.
For although our bodies,
are apart for now,
our love has never,
left eachother.
Oh my love,
come to me soon.
I will wait for you.
- Author: Dion P. Crown (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 28th, 2019 09:32
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is not about anyone in particular. However, it can be for some. Still, do not dwell on the things of this world. All go to one place: all are from the dust, and all return to dust. - Ecclesiastes 3:20 - NKJV - Persistence is key
- Category: Love
- Views: 14
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