Falling With Out A Rope.. Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
Falling With Out A Rope..
When it comes to love, im the first in line.
When it comes to love, i keep my eyes on
the prize.Then the song is over, and the
candle put out, and the words that were
spoken, are filled with lies and dought..
When it comes to love, im always afraid.
When it comes to love, im always amazed.
Then the song is over, and the candle put
out, and the words that were spoken are
filled with lies and dought.
Very nice David. Too true, but very nice. Seems like a song. I like it. Sincerely, Mary
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 8:27:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hi David, your poetry is amazing. I'd like you contact me because my surmane is Gerardino too. maybe we are relatives...regards