come here, please come here
won't you save me from my despair?
come here i promise to always be near
please whisper sweet nothings in my ear.
what? the priest told you to steer clear?
of a woman so meek and mere?
come now anything that he doth not
understand he fears.
please i beg of you dry these tears.
come invite me into your home and heart
tonight while there is still full moonlight.
don't you think in your lap i so prettly sat?
let me once again come into those arms strong
and on your bed let us take a nap, and as you
start to slip into security slowly i wisper the preacher was right you fool it's a trap!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello Lucinda. That was a very clever twist on an old Proverbs. Your did it very well, you are wise, I enjoyed this piece. Loyd