Stanza # 40 Poem by John A. Hancock

Stanza # 40



I can't stop thinking of you
No matter how hard I try
For thou hast enkindled in me
A firery passion deep inside
What a pity our situation
If we only met a time before
Where love could blossom into a flower
And our feelings both explore
Alas, alas, we can only dream
And tease each other with what could of been

Saturday, October 22, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: flower,passion
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