This
life, would a change a note
That
has brought sweet love to me
Poems,
O sweet poems I have wrote,
To
show a heart this passion for thee;
Yet
darling a time will surely come
‘Life
will not be a time of fun,
But love is never done.’
Today
my love, we have a choice
To
express feelings in a soft voice
To stand, and not run!
O
darling, I love you so much
That
my words cannot say it fluently,
But
when in love they are as such
Because
my eyes say it so eloquently.
Sometimes
my words seem bliss,
But
remember my tender kiss,
I do love thee:
The
moments of the moon are art,
And
only passion bequeath a heart,
And love never fails thee.
Epaphroditus©
October 29, 2015
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