And the reason, that it is you...
Is because, no one else will do.
How do i tell you no? ...
Once you know, you not do know.
Every place, i set you free...
Will you ever, come back to me?
When can i see you again? ...
Possibly, next we see, just then?
Pains across my heart, you send...
Stops the minute, you say yes to end.
How may i make you smile? ...
When i look back at you, down the aisle.
A ring to you, upon your hand...
Given by me, your only man.
A pain that never comes your way...
Be my promise, to you, i say.
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Very atTENtive to your couplet vese, so i see, Michael...and with a lilt of l'amour, to boot.... Monsieur Micheal Jeffrey of the Resplendant Romantiques...tres bien et poeme c'est tres beaucoup, grande! Frank/FjR ...2009...