Perfections1
In the very first start it sounded sweet.
Cool! cool! it didn't went every day,
events unfolded as we bridged time across.
I saw it came to a perfection but was it......
Now the tides have changed,
The pretty, beautiful, and came a price
One which an angel couldn't have.
Hairs stood at ends waking every day....
See the same face at dull lights.
Kiss lips of a kind through time bedeviled me....
Waters parade the bridges at my detriments
so it's i call marriage in time
at the very fist start 'twas sweet
but a contempt view
go for perfection and pray for redemption.....
Copyright © Ako Henshaw | Year Posted 2013
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