So if I enthrall you,
Come when I call you.
I will come to you,
Ask, I’ll be with you.
Exists not a measure
In work or in leisure,
You are my pleasure,
My intimate treasure.
I’m calling you now.
Come to me now.
Or beckon me now,
To be with you now.
My call stands forever,
Is yours perhaps never?
Make a choice of either,
Choose one, choose neither.
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Is yours perhaps never? Next time I’m talking to this girl who has been sketchy evasive , I’m gonna find a way to use that line and dig in and discover her true intention. This piece motivated me both by actual content and underlying sentiment to get a final verdict. Nice piece. I’ll let you know how it transpires.
Get your answer, Bobby O, May it be the one you seek.
Dig ! The truth is what I seek.
Simpatico
One day that person will hear your call and be with you forever Peter.
Andy
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