He has a yearning in him
\nits a yearning to be free
\nits a need to see her every moment
\nthere that is his plea
\nso much about you excites him
\nthe po– who would dare
\nto write his sonnets to you
\nand make you aware<\/p>\n
He has a yearning for you
\nit comes from deep within
\na need to share the air your breathe
\nand feel your tender skin
\nto love your really wondrous smile
\nto wipe away just any tears any really….. and
\nto tell you from the bottom of his heart
\nhow much he misses you
\nwhich hopefully he says you understand<\/p>\n
Its hard to watch him thinking
\nwe all know its of you
\nwe see him in his parlour
\nnot knowing what to do
\nhe speaks your name with fervour
\nwith passion and with soul
\nand clearly this man loves you
\nand as such cannot control<\/p>\n
his passion for you evident
\nwe see it on his brow
\nupon his lips his aching heart
\nwe wonder really how
\nhe might get through this ardour
\nthis wondrous state he’s found
\nand let you know its harder
\nfor him when your not around<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The noticeable lament of a young soul whose mates writes to his lover explaining his position Continue reading