Poem -
COME....
come softly to my bed she said
her eyes a comely sleepy grey
she patted there a space beside
and eager, he did come to lay
and so they made a dream of love
and made the sky fall from above
and so they lay, and sated worn,
on fluffy clouds, entwined, till morn
M ~
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Comments
True love has no end .. its like infinity .. the concept alone blows the mind ..
I very muchly enjoyed this little gem Marion & then some .. x
Aw hate to burst your bubble but it does Nev, ...3 partners/hubbies later LOL I can honestly profess it was true love...in the beginning lol...hence the cynicism 🤩😄...thanks Nev X
again, I submit :) x