Tuesday, April 7, 2015

Anymore

First love, first kiss;
first verse, first bliss.

I loved her dearly,
I held her nearly;
She was my princess,
I was never listless.

Elyse was her name,
true love we had gained;
long it waxed,
then forever it waned.

I let her go,
I had to, you see;
before it had snowed,
she turned on me.

She didn't understand,
why I had to go;
why life had to flow,
why I had to take a stand,
why I couldn't be her man...

anymore.

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