My Love Appeared Perfectly Folded - Poem by Patti Masterman
my love appeared perfectly folded
written into so many lines,
as believing the day mine
how truly rolled the verse.
mornings spent writing;
times were always happy
as love was celebrated together
and rhyming made you mine.
the words more special
in a red card, with a heart,
and because our song ought never
hear of joy being put to death again
the last tears made love more dear.
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