There is nothing more bittersweet
Than thy love for thee
The man who knows not of thy love
It is thy own heart that can’t beat without thee near
But thou catch not thou eye upon thine
Thy pray thou come to thee and ask for thy hand
And dine for a time
Til days end
Hence we part ways for a short while
Til we again meet
When no longer
Our love will be in doubt
Of another
Bittersweet Love Of Thee©
Copyright 2015
By Felina Silver Robinson

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