Lover

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    Lover


    Sweetheart, exploit me
    I'm yours
    By all means, as always
    Why don't you, Can't you?
    Forever you're a mystery
    Honey can't you see?
    The beauty of complete lovingness
    You may say nothing
    Promise nothing
    Just hold me and love me
    I'm yours
    Virtually!

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    Thoaidu’s Poems (9)

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    An Affair 0
    A Kiss 0
    Remember Andrew Lee 0
    Lover 0
    Loneliness 0
    Hapiness 1
    Melanchole 1
    What Are You? 1