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✶ My love that shall last.
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Love me little, love me long,
till there's no more space to belong.
A love that is too hot and strong
is a love that burns too soon for waste.
In harsh winters,
When your feet is littered with splinters,
My love heals and warms
--a constant fire through snowstorms,
Not too backward, not too hot;
Love that shall last and never rot.
Love me little, love me long,
Is a burden I long.
Say you'll love me to your end,
A will that shall never bend.
I long for a love that assures,
A love that matures and never obscures.
A constant loving
is a thing that is worth revering;
Give me that with true intent
and I'll free you from any torment or discontent.
My love ensures and endures,
For all weathers, for the land or the sea.
(say you'll agree)
Through winter's cold or summer's heat,
Autumn's tempests to complete;
Lasting evermore,
Our love we swore.
Love me little, love me long.
I'd rather that than a love in haste,
For quick things are usually displaced.
My love shall last till it's old,
A love that grows--uncontrolled.
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my poems. nd shits?
Poetryi do not edit them, we die like men here. might update them to make them more fancy but that's unlikely.
