Love's own hold that's latched onto my
heart...Care and loving is an acquired old
art! Since time has begun...Courting and
dating has been so fun! Exciting heart's
own palpitating drum beat...Erects my own
love's towering foundational anchored in
deep as a man made anchored in concrete!
Hope's own undesired jealous rantings and
ravings...Over rules love's own yearnings
and cravings! As heart's own cracked in
half of pieces...Emerge so ached and racked
of diseases! For if heartache pains one so
wild...A hurt one's heartache and pain
cannot be so mild! Heart's own slippage is
a part of my mind...Wrongful words can
lead to a painful journey, follwed by words
so cruel and unkind! Words can hurt forever
towards one's own heart...To unkindly
dissipate one's love to end and part!
2006 Michael Jeffrey Gale
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