Adelaide, Wait For Me
Could I write,
Ten thousand words,
And say,
Just what I mean?
Is love so absurd,
That no other,
Should come clean?
Could ten thousand ways,
Any day,
Women dream?
Yet one thousand beats,
Of my heart,
For her I plead.
Know this Adelaide.
Now I wait,
Anxiously;
Let it be this day,
Your affection,
Meant to be.
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2015
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