If and when I have learnt to cry
Please squeeze my hand with your heart
Plagued by wonder I thought I'd never ask
The flight of time floats past as it waves goodbye
If and when I have learnt to love
Walk with me until we find our lovers place
I found a brand new lover and it feels real good
When I spend my life with your gorgeous grace.
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kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (
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then I will love and cry along with you. it is off my norm but I will be back to norm very soon. I am addicted to writing about 'love' and 'women' at the moment and so therefore, I shall write about something extra-ordinary real soon except the magic and pain of love. to die is just a motion we all endure which carries us away in something spiritually fascinating and invisible. it's a place where you can feel free of any attachment to this physical side of life. it will enhance your soul and endeavor to find greater things. in the stars or the planetary rings but it's definitely in the next life..!
Well written and expressed
thank you, Tony36.
Welcome
Good emotive write.
thank you, Golfinch60.
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