My worries would gladly lose their life
For this silent harmony to survive
Much like a virgin maiden sweet
Bleeding to be her first lover's keep
Fears emerge in the silenced minds
For a man has to learn the art of life
Questions, Ladies, all on their knees
For a man to be doing, just the right things
Friendships, Fragrance, Care and Wrath
They all failed to do the right math
As you light that cigar, every time you kiss
And we both wonder, what the fuck did we miss...
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 26th, 2024 03:04
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Ah love, now is there a magic formula Alan? I don’t think so. Trial and error:) Have a happy Monday. I enjoyed reading your lines:)
Thanks alot, I am glad you enjoyed it.
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