Finding Jennifer

Thinking good friend,

fearing far more.

Knowing now,

the truth of my words.

Untimly connection,

upon end of affection,

arrives the suggestion of deceit.

Upon whose truth does this lie,

My love's heart doth now cry,

Viki, my Viki, is now mine.

I don't know the ending,

I haven't forgotten the first,

many lines are now written,

Tho I may feel a slight cursed.

The endings are all happy,

Tho we all end in a herse,

I have faith in our love,

And having debated her worth,

I find her stunning,

and cunning.

I find her beautiful

and cute.

I find her confused,

and curious,

I find her many of things.

except mine.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I have been told again...if you love something, let it go, if it comes back it was meant to be. If not, God has something else in store. I can have faith, but I don't have to like the wait....

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