For Her,
My Love,
My Only,
My Only,
My True Heart,
My Soul.
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In the morning oh so bright,
I see sun and bird aloft so light.
When I cross the threshold pass,
I fall into what the most dark has.
I cannot wait for the sun to drop,
Where I will find myself on top.
But that is oh so soon,
To speak of when it is noon,
On to the fire, I shall trudge,
With everyman as a judge.
The exit is so far,
Only yet, a tiny bar.
In the air a scent,
Not that my nose relent,
A rose, a flower, an angel.
Maybe my luck is not askew!
Oh no, it is only a bubble,
That leaves me b'fuddled.
On the lonely road,
I've only one that bode.
But it is not of evil,
It is of good, flowery sweet,
Of sweet, flowery good.
I once more pass the hold,
That I always have very bold.
I say, "What await!"
No man will ever hate.
I move my hind,
I move my mind.
I move my behind,
Not once anyone less kind.
Why must I be in this bind?
I answer, must I always be in rewind?
I go there, my time always spent,
Only here, can time be bent.
T'first step, "COLD!"
Then, "This is of gold."
Here, a mighty earthquake!
My heart quiver and shake.
Soon, the sound I hear,
Be oil on my gear.
Sometimes it is a jungle!
Sometimes it is a struggle.
Sometimes it is a dread!
Sometimes it is a bed.
But nevertheless,
It is always happiness,
Be it caress,
Be it any less!
To lay in the love...
With nothing, nothing at all,
To be afraid Of.
~By: ME! (:


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