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inYou said you loved me from the start,
and in your hands you’d hold my heart.
So I will write a hundred lines,
and I will write a hundred times;
I must not be too literal.
I must not be too literal.
I must not be too literal…
So when you say you love my hair –
adore the sparkle in my eye,
I have no reason to believe you lie.
So just for you,
what I will do,
I shall make a gift to you.
My lustrous hair I will cut,
and Subha like my eye will pluck,
and in a box with my beating heart,
tied with a ribbon and a bow,
to you, these symbols, I bestow.
© A Love Poem 08.03.2014
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
(photocredit – photo Pin)