Come Here, My Dear
Your freedom of choice, to rejoice.
Come here, my dear, and have no fear.
You got in gear, with no veneer,
I'm drawn to your magnetic voice.
It's clear, you're music in my ear.
My best intentions are noble,
inclined t'wards the climate I find.
Some warming could turn them global,
bear in mind that I am not blind.
Meanwhile, hands remain immobile;
my kind heart awaits, intertwined.
February 19, 2020
Lu loo, I chose the theme/title Come here, my dear, and have no fear
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