Romancer Speaks of His Inability To Subdue His Lover
He tainted her love for me
She allowed him to be her
Confidant a position where
He could hear expressions
And than be kind to her
So he would be needed
Than she would see future
In her need for him
Then he would be person with her
Kind, sweet, and caring
I have allowed the smutey filth. Of hell
To dirty my the once lavish gardens of love
Might I find sanity in worship
To restore .my faith in the human creature
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2020
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