Thursday, January 4, 2018

Love and Poet ( a duet poem)

I always tell thee
if something were to happen to me
I want thee to know
that I died loving thee

if thou art my passion true
If in thy hurts I bled
Thou can never die so
Thence I've  never been a poet

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