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BEAR WITH ME
You want me to respond to your kisses,
And smother you in my arms,
I want to be the way you want me,
But I am on guard for the storms.
The storms that threaten to destroy us,
They lurk unseen I know,
So please bear with me my dearest,
I will not spoil your show.
About the she-devil? If so, I sense some tender lover here, Smiles, I knew there had to be some love at some time for her on your part. It couldn't have all been hell every second of every minute of every hour of every day of ever fortnight of every month of every year of every decade spent in her presence. This was weary but romantic and tender too. Even when tricked into it, Still you loved even if only a little. I am glad of this. I knew there had to be some good times.Its just that the over all collection in your memory I dare say is more bad than good. She is in the past now and the mother of your children so try to recall the good and let the bad float away. Even children who were terribly abused find in intense therapy ways to let the bad stuff go and just try to recall the good memories or at least reconcile with what was and settle on that, then for your own sake don't you think so should you, not only for you but also for your precious children. I hope I'm not over stepping with this summation of mine..........you know who......so why type it!