The
more learned you become
The
less you seem to know –
Like
a heart filled with love
Maybe
you didn’t know
Or
my kisses that are so sweet . . .
Off
the ground comes your feet!
A
touch so gentle . . .
Can
reach the depths of your soul!
That
my dear love is gold –
Passion
that fills these blue eyes,
A
love that can’t be compromised!
Let
these arms hold you tight,
And
you will feel safe all night!
The
more learned you become
“You
may miss what love is about –
This
heart of love – have no doubt!”
Thomas
Theophilus© January 28, 2026
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