The Thought

Poem By Rodeo Cole

The thought of losing you,
I can not bare,
In you gorgeous brown eyes,
Stands a beautiful stare.
Pissing you off,
I do not dare.
My love for you is true,
I solemnly swear.
Don't you worry,
Let people stare.
You know,
And I know,
That we’re the perfect pair.
That is how I feel!

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