
Trusting my first look, I just wanted you.
You’re all I could see no one else would do.
We smiled at the lies, laughing as we cried.
Choosing to be mine, the bells did so chime.
There’s so much learning when trusting desire.
Acting with yearning might end in a mire.
When hearts are burning, they’re twisting with fire.
Your mind starts clearing as you heed the choir.
How I wish you tried, to sew, clean or cook.
In ways of loving, you authored a book.
Studied it so well, said that's what it took.
When research was done, I found friends partook.
This conundrum, I found myself to be.
Loving a love lost, loving only me.


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