TMy virgin virgo queen is sweet;
I've tasted of her licorice.
And when at night we are between
The world and sleep she tells me this:
What if we had a little one
To hold and have, to hold and love;
To give our hearts when all is done,
And live on when we've gone above?
And I reply won't that be sweet!
Won't that be life somewhat perfect.
Her eyes say something I can't read.
The stars are singing in a step.
I hold her close, and think just how
Happy I am to have her here.
And tomorrow's as good as now,
If I get to spend it with you my dear.
Poetry by Sameen
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Written on 2019-09-07 at 01:45
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