Patience - Poem by alex manson
love, what an inspiration of soul!
but is it that that i feel?
thoughts unlimited with no control,
love, what a steal!
days of waste,
spent on false affection and tries
heartbeats make haste,
before it dies.
love, what are thee?
love, what do you plan?
love, how thou effect me,
love, here i stand.
come and take me away,
maybe somewhere up above
will you receive my heart today?
i wait alone for you, my love.
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