For You Are My Woman, As I Am Your Love Slaved Man. Poem by Michael Gale

For You Are My Woman, As I Am Your Love Slaved Man.



Your enveloped heart will i hold dearest to my own to cherish and give a lot of hopeful hugs and kisses as well as a plus sized wet soaked lick...
Your stamp-ed approval will be my only sobering love that will stay in memories held tightest to my own heart to forever to stick.

Those long lost days of love gone awry in June...
Shall keep my love of thee to have grown in bloom it's fullest
unfurling stay in tune.

My undying but always breathing gasping love baggage...
Shall be kept packed tightest in my thoughts and sensing awarenessessity forever freshest as fresh as the freshest
unrotting head like cabbage.

Yes-You shall always stay fresh in my mind held heart...
Forever to be forever the freshest thought in feelings to not dare ever to depart.

Do not dare ye to partake an unexpected exiting of my solid wasted
heart filled can...
For you are my woman, as i am your love slaved man.

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Michael Gale

Michael Gale

Chicago Illinois/Oklahoma City.
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