An Epistle For Saint Agnes
If I may now express it well,
What's cradled by my mind.
The future for me hard to tell;
Should memory fade or die?
I want that special someone,
A woman for my heart.
I pray that you may come,
So love should impart.
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2021
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