Monday, September 17, 2012

Where? There? Swear


Where are you now?
Do you miss me there?
Let me know how
Cos I miss you like air

Please, tell me where
Is it at the fair?
It just isn’t fair
you are so very fair
and far from my stare.

I find you so rare
Not easy to spare
To God I would swear
You I would not share

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