Love
So....you playfully say, if one loves you~
one must dot all of your heart-strings,
the endless number below and above --
just to hear me again say, that true love should
not critique: rise and fall with percentages whether
high or low --
if it were, there would be all accountants~ and no God --
and I would be, little more than another rhyme letterer
and not your dearest Bard.
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2024
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