I need to find you again.
You were the sweet bread
I ate before my meal--too early.
And now the plain bread is too plain.
My taste buds know the difference.
They can't be fooled for lesser things than you.
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- joseph
- If I was anyone but me, you'd never be the wiser. To those who would: I salute you. You know me better than I do. But I have never believed you.
2 comments:
I'm afraid you might loose your readership of x-girlfriends if you keep writing love poems to different ones, one right after the other. As for me, I think they're lovely. Been thinking about you all week, but I don't have a phone number to call you at. Give me a call if you get a chance.
yeah i agree with lorna
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