"jvt" poems
When Harry met Meghan, he held his breath,
would write her a poem, if only he could,
and no one else would he love till his death,
and bowed and smiled, as a gentleman should.
And she, in her sheer, unexpected joy,
would admit to herself: "Such an interesting boy!
Now, what can we do with those years ahead?
Watch each other´s eyes, and share our bed!"
(May 2018, © JVT Jensson)
Sep 24, 2019
Sep 24, 2019 at 11:04 PM UTC