My dear sweet love
Try and reach above
High over the depressing surface
Pull yourself up to a better place
Come close to me let me hold you in my arms
I will please you I will love you with all my charms
No worries no alarms
No fighting no harms
Breath with me the lovely cool fresh air
Let me wash you and brush your tangled hair
Let me dry you, you know how much I care
I want to love you should I kiss you do I dare
With all my heart let me love you
There is not much else you have to do
Be my love be my sweet be true to me
I will be yours I will be your sweet pea
A beautiful write my friend...I love sweet peas...and the name means more to me than just the love of a wonderful green vegetable. My husband also calls me sweet pea, a nickname that began nearly twenty nine years ago. Beautiful...
Blessings,
Joyce B.
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Blessings,
Joyce B.