What Matters Is We Love Each Other
I know she's hurt deep down inside amidst pretension,
I'm sure she felt as if it was a slap on her face;
She was my internet girlfriend who's so proud of me,
Yet I'm more in love with you and she can't accept it.
She left several hate e-mails at my poetry site,
But I am not what she thought I was and caught her;
Then she turned off her profile to avoid questionares,
Good, she mellowed down as of this juncture, Vivian.
I don't care anymore what she and her cohorts do to me,
To distort my credibilty, to destruct my personification;
They can do what they want and I don't give a damn,
What matters is I love you and that you love me too.
You are one precious gift I got from the Prime Mover,
The treasure, the special gem from our Fountain Head;
You are the only one that matters to me, o Vivian,
And I will always love you as long as I live....
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