(1503-1542 / Kent / England)

Dress Sense

Girl you've got some nerve
I love how you wear it
Like a crown, like I owe you What
You don't owe me

The wise ones say, Love will get you down
Take it in your stride

All I want is to dream a fairytale
All I want is to dream the very best of you

But you never show it
Just the negative pety coat
Somehow you say, we'll beat this mess
But we're a lonely couple, distance exudes

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.....an excellent composition...feelings are very well expressed.. this poem was probably penned when in prison ★
I love this poem. The second to last line is reversed, though. Should read... Likewise displeaseth me both death and life, And my delight is causer of this strife.