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by Michael D Nalley Mar 18, 2016 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I moved way down south not that long ago You wrote me a note to never let goI can still hear whispers so sweet, at the edge of the lovely lake down where we sometimes seemed to meet You're in my mind for heavens sakeThou hast truly never left my heart, Sole mates forever in rain or shine Completely yours lest death do us part In spirit I am yours, you are mineFoolish love called infatuation may often begin to really hurt when (would be) lovers are far from salvation let our togetherness be in concertNow you say don't be a stranger, as you see me and you as one. Fate is a cruel arranger maybe we've only just begun.