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Free, From Cupids Chains

As.

I've never understood, love.

To me, the concept was, too.... fragile.

And, I was never given, the arcs.

Sometimes, I wish.....that'd you still, think of me.

The way, I think, of ....... you. 

For you are my.....

.....lost love.

For I am now......but, a beaten cur.

Who, would crawl back, upon my belly.

If just once again, I could hear, your voice.

And

Feel, your sweet caress, upon my brow.

Now

I wander....

Giajl © Jim Love