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with love, from Love

Poetry By: Picaro

How once I had been to love, and how we had enjoyed. How she left me, and now I am sad.

Contains a lot of hidden meanings, LOL.

Submitted:Sep 3, 2010    Reads: 73    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

I have been to love once before,
It is like a sip of wine;
I have longed for it once afore,
But never since that time.
Came to me as a breath
Of fresh air, from a wreath
Of dandelions and gossamers,
Laden with despairs.
Gone it has since, to abodes unknown,
And not again have I
Tried to win her back again,
With a broken heart now I cry.


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