46Stillllove46

Memorite

46Stillllove46

Iff
ewe suddently saw mee the eye making his way slowly to the door and
you house was there inside the room you said that eye could have iff
life is only ewe, would you still want to kiss mye hands and bring me
inn to stay with ewe would we make a picnic in the grass down by the
creek without the ants let them eat cake would you still want me
lover ewe to make the journey even in mye old age when the trip is
arduous and the life is spent anticipating love do you still want me
then when it will be in your best interest to default and live. When
eye say a thing eye meant it when eye say eye love ewe its forever
there. My time is spent in worry try to please her here.

46Memorite46

Memory
is strang access is not limited to brain case can think outside the
box er skull maintain some sort of dignity eye saw a young girl just
now her face reminds me of someone in my past erased by aeons of time
passing at first eye thought it was from short term past ago but no
the girl was from my child. Suddenly eye remembered a long unleaded
thing. A poor city girl remembered from my youth a poser do not touch
her just look she liked for me to look but eye could never touch her.

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Such
a wonderful girl she does not remember trespasses and add them up to
totals of a grudge but she forgets the ignorant eye does. Eye saw the
falcon hawk this day he was on the hunt a long way away but eye
cannot miss the colors of the tail feathers and the way he glides in
the sky just moving without power of any kind just sort of circling
in the air even riding the streams of jetted air he slips up some
then left then right then back down again to spy his dinner and his
lunch he had no time for greetings he is a survivor. Eye have found
the secret of mye love inside mye heart it’s WANT for ewe to
come eye never loved no one not even Mother more. Please never think
to leave me for the pain twold be too much for a heart now filled
with mercy of a lover touch. Eye suppose eye could turn to beauty iff
she’d have mee eye could love a younger lass but nothing is so
farther from my thoughts or acts. Eye pursue the only beautiful the
only lover the only love the ewe. The day will soon be over and my
heart will yearn tonite upon my hill for the next time that we can
speak together roughly in the hurried way we have and iff eye miss
ewe more than one day it causes illness to arrive a thing of dread to
haunt me creeps thornlike in my side. One word of love just tell me
yes just say yes to eye and that will send the sorrow south to lay
dormant until left alone too many days. Please come and fill my heart
and memorite.