May 24, 2016Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, The Daily Writ, Uncategorized 2 Comments The Burden (of Love) If you love then you understand what it means to be free of the burden of love for it is about time that you came to me. Please feel free to ask for money but understand the terms of the agreement for you must leave your home for a while and come here where I am and understand that it is about the One who can call you His Not the One who can call you. Anyone can But I am not there for them I am here for You so you are my Love and that makes us Even in keel and steady as she goes for we are a ship at night, asail with lights on not silent in the deep sea for it is the end of your sailing careers as we make for the shore To be worth it we must kiss and that makes us Alike. Tough questions will be asked and that means honest responses like: Who or what makes you decide to Like Me when there are worlds apart who will ask you for your hand too. I am alone. You are too. I need a lone hand and you a send off for you are about to cruise into eternal Bliss. Copyright B E Saunders 2016 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...
Very moving and well written love poem.
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Thank you vv much, Respected Reader! Have a good day now! B
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