Lingers Still
obsessive love is hard to shake,
of love n hurt no distance makes,
better still the embers rake,
yes love must have its fill,
past lingers with the sweetest thrill,
but i still hesitate...
Don
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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