The Whiskey Taster’s Flavor Guide

My Keep Sake...

I hurl myself at you...
I request your hearts
forgiveness...

with deep sincerity...

...my eyes blue...
full of desire for
only you...

my task to love you
loyally faithfully...

...this time the enemy of
all powerful love...

I grow in your esteem
I beg this not be a dream...

we breathe the nearer...
this love destined to
return gracefully to the 
heavens above...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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