Monday, November 18, 2013

Your

Your admiration fuels me
Your mercy ridicules me
And your beauty, is cruelty.

Your light and heavy glances
Your smile that gently dances
As you court my advances.

Your fame and fortune towers
Your politics empowers,
But your faith often cowers.

Your company will thrill me
Your abhorrence will kill me
And your happiness fulfill me.

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