True Myth
TRUE MYTH
It's you I love
It's you I adore
Aww! Why dost thou keep me ignore?
I thought you gave it a second thought.
I thought me you loved before
Not knowing it was just for friendship and nothing more.
My pain, My Relief
Memories of you wanders in my mind.
I haven't slept a wink
I keep me awake just to see you sleep
Your enchanting nearness to me
Like a heavenly Bliss.
How I so crave for your kiss.
It's real,
It's genuine,
It's love.
It's you I love, my belove
Yes I do feel the pressure
I seek ye not for only pleasure
You're my treasure.
My Agony, My Relief
They say "Men don't cry"
Yet over you I grief
How I wonder why me you've caused
So much mischiefs.
Love me for once, even just a brief.
You're superfine
My sunshine,
My shimmering wine.
My adoration for thee is divine.
Thou dost labour because of thee
What's mine is surely thine.
I'm neat not rough.
I'm gentle, I bluff.
I'm noble, I don't puff
Finesse I have enough
Oh! I wonder why to love me is tough
My Relief,
All I have felt is pain
Alas! What will be my gain?
If all what we shared was all in vain.
~PhilzDpoet~
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