Saturday, 25 June 2022

It’s you

I wake up in the morning
I have a coffee and stung by a bee.
I want your heart
And by god we are set free.

I shall put this poem on a page
I want you with me
Holding me, and telling me I shall be holding me.

Love is us
And I, in you I must.

Be my wife
Forever and forever 
And that this poetry 
Is yours, through a genius who is clever. 
Xx

Jason
25th June 2022

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