My Love I once likened you to whiskey, a thing I've since given up for the sake of my health,
My Love I've envied the moon for it's ability to gaze upon you,
My Love I've called you an addiction and swore you'd do me in and you almost did,
My Love as I even still call you this I think it's time I set those feelings aside for an addiction you were and will remain.
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A Skip Down the Pathway
No FicciónA collection of poetry exploring myself, my relationship with the world, and the relationship with the women in my life.
