Return To Tender By Poefree

RETURN TO TENDER I wrote my lover a letter saying I wish you were here I’m as lonely as a dove whose mate just died In that letter I made my need for her amply clear And I would let her know when all my tears finally have dried Being alone like this banishes me to the limit of poisonous pain Caught in a trap with no one to speak with or to I’m consumed by damnation, disaster and disdain While it’s really not easy to do that which I must do Wishing she were here with me is absolutely futile As I fuss and fight with Satan from far below And not seeing her standing before me is brutal It brutalizes and bruises me from head to toe I wrote my lover a letter saying “my dear, I miss you so” And if God knows what I should do please, I pray tell If she ever got to read those words I will never know Because there is no “Receipt return requested in hell” © 2010.…….free cee