August 7, 2019Bioman, Flash, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Uncategorized Leave a comment THERE IS NO TIME There is no time to tell you all about me and what I will with you Sweetheart We have no energy for life and that means I will not give in but ask you to make do with the real thing called love that I offer you without knowing how it will end, if ever. I know you do not know it but I am killer born man and I would kill or die for you my saviour from worry about life and the times I have shared with noone but me. Love B COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2019 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...