You are a deep, passionate burgundy red
The colour of our love
Just as bitter when you are done as you were sweet when we’d begun
And at least in the morning you’ll leave me with .15 cents and a headache
Proof you once existed
Which is more than can be said for him
:-D
"Just as bitter when you are done as you were sweet when we’d begun"
What a great lover's lament!!! Start to finish, RR Dear;-)
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glad you enjoyed it my dear
Much Love
Ashley
The
cutting wit of this poem is what makes it so endearing to me. Sharp like a razor, but with all the finesse of a feather. Excellent poem
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once again thank you for your kind words
I like to think that writing the poem woed the Sangria out of giving me the headache ;)
Much Love
Ashley
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Booom love it
And at least in the morning you’ll leave me with .15 cents and a headache
Proof you once existed
Which is more than can be said for him
youre a writing machine lol it takes me weeks sometimes to find the feelings to write one thing.
:)
glad you enjoyed the read :) and thanks
as for all the writing, I have done my 10,000,000 hours so word has it that makes it easier?
Much Love
Ashley