Memorite
46Stillllove46
Iff ewe suddently saw mee the eye making his way slowly to the door and you house was there inside the room you said that eye could have iff life is only ewe, would you still want to kiss mye hands and bring me inn to stay with ewe would we make a picnic in the grass down by the creek without the ants let them eat cake would you still want me lover ewe to make the journey even in mye old age when the trip is arduous and the life is spent anticipating love do you still want me then when it will be in your best interest to default and live. When eye say a thing eye meant it when eye say eye love ewe its forever there. My time is spent in worry try to please her here.
46Memorite46
Memory is strang access is not limited to brain case can think outside the box er skull maintain some sort of dignity eye saw a young girl just now her face reminds me of someone in my past erased by aeons of time passing at first eye thought it was from short term past ago but no the girl was from my child. Suddenly eye remembered a long unleaded thing. A poor city girl remembered from my youth a poser do not touch her just look she liked for me to look but eye could never touch her.
46Gentileewe46
Such a wonderful girl she does not remember trespasses and add them up to totals of a grudge but she forgets the ignorant eye does. Eye saw the falcon hawk this day he was on the hunt a long way away but eye cannot miss the colors of the tail feathers and the way he glides in the sky just moving without power of any kind just sort of circling in the air even riding the streams of jetted air he slips up some then left then right then back down again to spy his dinner and his lunch he had no time for greetings he is a survivor. Eye have found the secret of mye love inside mye heart it's WANT for ewe to come eye never loved no one not even Mother more. Please never think to leave me for the pain twold be too much for a heart now filled with mercy of a lover touch. Eye suppose eye could turn to beauty iff she'd have mee eye could love a younger lass but nothing is so farther from my thoughts or acts. Eye pursue the only beautiful the only lover the only love the ewe. The day will soon be over and my heart will yearn tonite upon my hill for the next time that we can speak together roughly in the hurried way we have and iff eye miss ewe more than one day it causes illness to arrive a thing of dread to haunt me creeps thornlike in my side. One word of love just tell me yes just say yes to eye and that will send the sorrow south to lay dormant until left alone too many days. Please come and fill my heart and memorite.
