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May December

Hear me, my lady as I speak from the heart.
In a time when my age shall keep us apart.
Weathered is my form alongside many years past.
Therefore, I can love you, but far from a glance.

To give into your fruit would steal formative years.
Only breaking both spirits when my end time draws near.
Although thereafter life moves along.
Think of our children whose father is gone?

Your eyes know that I'm weak when I stare at your face.
Still, I must say no to desire, and spare you this fate.
Someday you will encounter destinies scheme.
But until then I shall cherish an impossible dream.

(12/21/2013)
May December
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