Poem -

Were You..?

Were you looking for love

When you called him up?

He was vulnerable,

Did you think you would seduce his heart?

Honey, That is not love

Even the wisest temptress knows,

Something she holds for all the others

IS something that no one will ever cover,

Unless they bear to her

What she did to him -

A beautiful AMEN - REAL TRUE LOVE -

I'm sorry he picked me

But it wasn't you;

So now you're blowing up your news feed from all he did

How wrong we are?

It's true love.

How could it be wrong?

When he loves me ~

Girl no jealousy

Yours will find you <3

Keep your eyes open

While you are pretending to be happy,

And stocking our news feed,

There is another boy I am doing the same to,

He doesn't care and neither should I -

Find yours - Be selfish!

Just because my love was free and careless to him

Doesn't mean you can tame him!

For his soul is free just as yours and mine

Let yours be free

Fairy child you can have your magical tale

Let your soul be free <3

Now I don't want to take this to grade school

But at one point, to teach me, I HAD to;

It took the youngest of our souls to teach us

The most hurtful woman had a baby,

The strongest Female was the child

And I'm sure you know the strongest was his LADY.

And I will keep my LOVE if maybe

I can learn as you

To let my soul be free and let

my true love save me <3

ChelsVaughG

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