Wednesday, 13 February 2013

Don't leave me



Rampage in my heart

Tear it out and squeeze it tight

I am but your slave

 

Funny, that is love

Joy, cumbersome and heavy

Yet as light as air

 

Oh this morbid fear

Should I lose your quirky ways

Leaves me desolate

 

Let us stay this way

As the seasons come and go

Unique in our love

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13 comments:

  1. Judy13 February 2013 at 15:13

    Hopefully you'll never lose her quirky ways :)

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  2. Sheilagh Lee13 February 2013 at 18:10

    beautiful I'm sure she treasures you.

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  3. Helen A. Howell13 February 2013 at 19:01

    Ah the bitter sweetness of love!

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  4. Bethe7713 February 2013 at 19:59

    :)

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  5. George S Batty13 February 2013 at 20:04

    to late Mr Egg...she's put up with you this long...no reason to jump ship now. hope you sent this one to her..it's well done.

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  6. Heidi13 February 2013 at 22:31

    Lovely and kind of sexy. this was fun.

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  7. anthonynorth14 February 2013 at 00:54

    Lovely and fun, too. Great words.

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  8. rallentanda14 February 2013 at 02:40

    Mrs Egg is quirky is she?Just as well..I suspect you are a bit of a handful. Happy Valentines Day!

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  9. Old Egg14 February 2013 at 02:57

    All I did was to try to romanticize the three unlikely prompt words.

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  10. Jazzbumpa14 February 2013 at 06:58

    This is really quite wonderful

    You have captures the essence of [how shall I say?] MATURE love

    Cheers!
    JzB [also retired]

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  11. Ann (bunnygirl)14 February 2013 at 12:55

    Love is a funny thing, a pleasure and a prison all at once.

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  12. Anonymous14 February 2013 at 18:51

    Love is indeed all those things!

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  13. atob17 February 2013 at 06:29

    Lovely...

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