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Nov 2016
Like and axe to wood
you cut out my heart
aligning it with yours

APPREHENSIVE I was
yet I succumb to your
keen feminine wiles

I'm all in until time
passes away and I
no longer exist for love.
For V.
Written by
Allen Robinson  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
265
   True Passion and Pax
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