Frankly, my dear!

The mysterious ways the drive of desire
and affection takes have tied me to you.
Though given my love, it will not give you
the right to act arrogant and neglecting.

But if you’ll mess it up you have violated
the greatest gift life ever can give to you:
you wanted love and got it you’ll created
a desert dump and tears of bitterness?

Yet – I want you to know to be consoled,
life will always give you a second chance.
Although it may not be with me.




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