Giulia Poem, by APB, at My poetic side

Notice of absence from Alex PB
Writin' more and more poems is my job,
I shall write when Shakespeare is back.

I crafted you as my dream,

And I held your hand,

You didn't play with my mind,

Even though I don't mind,

Play with it, make it yours,

I don't care if I have no choice,

You're already deep under my skin,

Already playing with my mind,

You said ask her out don't waste the chance,

But you said loving you would be a problem,

Your smiling picture puts one on my face,

Hit my arm, then give me a kiss,

Put my hands around your hips,

As we slowly fade away.

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