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No Rhyme or Reason
What is love without a rhyme or reason
To touch, to love but for a season?
Can it be possible to find love when you
get older?
Will your heart grow colder?
Will he love me
For me?
Will she love me
If my cock works barely?
Questions to so many uncertainties
But isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?
There is only one logical answer
If you find love, don't let your doubt and regrets turn it into something ugly like cancer.
To touch, to love but for a season?
Can it be possible to find love when you
get older?
Will your heart grow colder?
Will he love me
For me?
Will she love me
If my cock works barely?
Questions to so many uncertainties
But isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?
There is only one logical answer
If you find love, don't let your doubt and regrets turn it into something ugly like cancer.
Published 28th Dec 2017
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28th Dec 2017 8:50am
A poem relateable to by those attempting dating in later life (of which I am one). After the doubts expressed about one's physical loveability comes a suggested way forward:
"Isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?"
"Isn't it better to talk and make each other priorities?"
28th Dec 2017 3:53pm
Hello. Thank you for reading my poem. Yes, it is about 2 people finding love as they get older. Quinn
28th Dec 2017 5:18pm
If my cock works barely?
o beautiful QS we loved cocks when they stood up don't you think we must tank them when they wobble and can barely stand you held them so often in your hand had milk for free and in return gave jelly I for certain know standing all life is a mere show Love we only can sow when we have an in and out go
o beautiful QS we loved cocks when they stood up don't you think we must tank them when they wobble and can barely stand you held them so often in your hand had milk for free and in return gave jelly I for certain know standing all life is a mere show Love we only can sow when we have an in and out go
28th Dec 2017 5:39pm
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