Um! Can I ask you questions about love?
Does it fit like a warm snug glove?
Does it consume all moments of time?
Is it a mountain to reach or climb?
Can I ask such things towards you?
Can I get your versions of a view?
Can I not wonder about such things,
is there a way to pull heart strings?
Can I shoot an arrow and make it come?
or are these questions kind of dumb?
These queries have come to pass over time,
like many others left out of this rhyme.
But! Do I ask if I can actually ask?
or do I have to figure it as my own task?
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sorry. This just kept coming back to my thought.
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