Sunshine, why spoil a love so flawless?
It’s not been a walk in the park for you,
I know you’ve had it rough before,
They’ve despised and demeaned you,
All that is now past tense, enjoy what is,
Now tables turned and love came calling,
Why fight when all I’ve done is love you?
It’s not been a walk in the park for you,
I know you’ve had it rough before,
They’ve despised and demeaned you,
All that is now past tense, enjoy what is,
Now tables turned and love came calling,
Why fight when all I’ve done is love you?
Dearheart tell me what you want,
Tried pleasant titles you term ‘sweet nothings’,
They were but a mockery of your intellect,
My only crime of this I stand accused,
Not having a side dish like ex-Stephen,
Neither assaulting you like ex-Kelvin,
Nor raping you like monstrous ex-Samson,
But distressing you with love.
Tried pleasant titles you term ‘sweet nothings’,
They were but a mockery of your intellect,
My only crime of this I stand accused,
Not having a side dish like ex-Stephen,
Neither assaulting you like ex-Kelvin,
Nor raping you like monstrous ex-Samson,
But distressing you with love.
My heart throb, why punish me?
I’ve sang your beauty till my voice got hoarse,
My sonnets hit your ears as mockery,
‘All men are dogs, old tricks new strategy’,
This dog really adores you, careful don’t lose him,
Fighting shadows of ex-Stephen, Kelvin and Samson,
Shadows no longer here to hit back.
I’ve sang your beauty till my voice got hoarse,
My sonnets hit your ears as mockery,
‘All men are dogs, old tricks new strategy’,
This dog really adores you, careful don’t lose him,
Fighting shadows of ex-Stephen, Kelvin and Samson,
Shadows no longer here to hit back.
Sweetness, thought I had a wife,
He finds a good thing, who finds a wife,
Reality struck, I now have a knife,
Sharp in readiness for a shadow fight,
Babes we can’t go on with this life,
In pain and tears I have to leave,
Else you’ll keep up the shadow battle,
And dead shadows leave you dead.
He finds a good thing, who finds a wife,
Reality struck, I now have a knife,
Sharp in readiness for a shadow fight,
Babes we can’t go on with this life,
In pain and tears I have to leave,
Else you’ll keep up the shadow battle,
And dead shadows leave you dead.
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Juliet H. Amor.
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