They say I look marvellous in red
I say the same, as I go to bed
All day long can be a long day
I wouldn’t have had it any other way
To love again, is perhaps for the brave
All this courage, perhaps for the grave
No more though, no more loving tales
The reds gets ugly when all that love fails.
-Al
- Author: Alan R (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 30th, 2024 07:04
- Category: Love
- Views: 30
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Comments4
Excellent
Thanks!
You're welcome
great rhyme great poem
Thanks alot!
Touching, as lost love usually is. Nicely done.
Thanks a lot!
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