I love you still, woman,
and I always will.
You're a sight for sore eyes
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My boyfriend calls me 'potty mouth' 'cause I can go on so. But loves me still, as hope you will know 'bird' that fields no cage for man or mouse. An immigrant, I love the South though hurricanes do blow. I'd share your range if that's not strange, and trust you'll act your age! Sun maid, not spouse! Krakatoa Kritic #007 A fun poem. I'd say most women appreciate a flexible man. A personal ten from me! Who knows what's true! But you're my first on PH! Ha!
you wouldn't care for me because I am loud and talkive according my sister. But the poem made me smile today, in which, i needed Bravo!
Brilliantly composed.....like it.......thank u....anjandev roy.