Making Do - Poem by jane solanrobertson
I've had my share of lovers
Passionate or cool
Excitable or brooding
But they were n't you.
They called my name in masculine tones
Or sensitively whispered'I love you'.
Promised the world-
I just wanted you.
It's been a lifetime spent
Anyone would do.
But they were never you.
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