Long ago before we met
I never dreamed to my regret
The day we walked through other doors
Made you mine and made me yours
Left me to wonder where I was at
Before your entrance love begat
Living sickly never knew
What I had missed fore I met you
The only thing to vex me more
The years without you spent before
You say that it was meant to be
The lessons learned fore we were we
And fool be I to yearn and pine
For days together fore you were mine
And that I know is positive truth
I was not the same in bygone youth
But half my life lies done behind
I feel myself ground down by time
And think me now when our days are yore
That I will still be wanting more
For comfort felt now was sorely missed
In days before we ever kissed
What lost I then Ill never know
Best pray hang on never let go
I never dreamed before we met
Of loving you, to my regret















Comments
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"they made your kind, though I suspect they would say that God made your kindred, they only amplified what was already there."
Techno, Book 3 (anthro): [link]
A lovely sentiment expressed with your usual grace. I'm faving.
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Dreams are goals without the work is applied.
k
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Be yourself. Just be. That is all you need to do to impress me.
Bless,
k
k
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Be yourself. Just be. That is all you need to do to impress me.
Bless,
k
k
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Be yourself. Just be. That is all you need to do to impress me.
Bless,
k
k
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Be yourself. Just be. That is all you need to do to impress me.
Bless,
k
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