a love poem
A love poem
Words will not come
Brown eyes, blue eyes, I don't know
what does the thesaurus say?
Lovely, beautiful, my dear, pedestrian
words said too often
I find some rare words, but I'm a plain man
these words are so over the top
so refined they sound like irony
Tomorrow morning, I will bring you tea tea
saves me looking up words for love
Copyright © Jan Hansen | Year Posted 2024
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