All In Due Time

The Disconnected Philosopher

You creased the folds of my love

Unpleased with the gold that I've bought above

I give you all of my heart

So that ultimately your feelings will come out of the dark

Yet I'm met with undue satisfaction

My supply of passion

Will never waver

But sometimes holding myself up without no one to catch me

Makes all my burdens even harder 

And though my assiduous spirit tries to keep up

It wanders wastefully

Just to persevere that one day

All in due time

That you will Love me.

  • Author: T (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 14th, 2023 18:53
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