Ye have writen to mine heart a memorandum in gold and blood ancient revered venerable Angel beloved. These withered red roses bloom again E.T. divine. Gold hearted Thermo King wing mine Revolving door fly by patient ancient Lancelot Knight commenting; acertaining
Ye shifted to one better human by mine story poems consigned to thee and the four wise winds. Myself regaining sanity yet sighing madness despair revealing mine heart to thee Ye agreed I've got more than wisdom owning truth in mine ink revealed
Ye've delighted reading mine scribble as thine beloved pet to run hands on mine kitty fur all as truth in thine mind's eye, and yeah ye're dearly aroused as ye cry me a river. Privileged is thine life partner! relished recipient of thine better change. While still mine vessel soul is unresolved shunned destitute forlorned bleeding crying thee an ocean for thine river wept hush-hush. I sigh all night til morn, Mine nucleous inner core pains for thee waiting too long to offer small charity shielding before mine bereavement quietus curtains end.
Even dogs eating of thine table's crumbs lived, thus surely can "i."
I adolize delighting in thee taking heed thine steps quickening fast lifting wing and landing onto mine heart's chambers longing to see thine will break free rescuing me-cpr
mine wrecked ketch cursed existence empty forsake me not and shelter me please. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ By: Karijinbba Copy Rights- 5-19-20- revised 06-22-20.
I have more lives than my cat .ore patience the. G** more blessings then a nun.