Sunday, 11 November 2018

Can't say a thing

I can't say anything
For you won't speak to me
So I write you letters
But do you read what I've written?

You were my first true love
Help me to understand
Why I'm not on your page
Foolish me for I was bitten

No more long walks outside
Holding hands white Moon beams
Carved our names in tree's trunk
Silly me, as I was smitten

No more shall I write words 
Sentences filled with love
Tempted by another
You're no more my charming kitten

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