Dear Love, Dear Luv
Dear Love,
It's me who writes again to you
These simple words but very true
That spell and spill what my heart spoke
Today to me in this we wrote
Dear Luv, there is today a lonely place
Inside where once you left a trace
Of you, your scent, your hair of Gold
It seems a thief broke in and stole
Dear Love, I filed a large complaint
Against all parties as our heart paints
Pictures of you inside our soul
Once warmed by you now gone stoned cold
Dear Luv, I sat and shared a tear
Yet they fell short and so I fear
Today will be the last you hear
Of this hearts need and us my dear
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