Be wise of love and loves caress
be wise of all that you undress
passion breathes of love forgot
one night loved…
the next night not!
Then its you that love leaves undressed
alone and crying… un-caressed
and passions tears then burn your heart
for all the love you saw depart.
This poem is for those young ones
tricked, forced or eager to find “love”!
sleeping around will never secure a strong love
for anyone!!!
