A union for two
When the age is due
Tis joined by love
And spreads it's wings like a doveTwo hearts cojoined
For none to exploit
Lovers sitting in a carriage
It's called MarriageBut to my dismay
I really have to say
This love can be abused
Or be fairly usedIf it's out of lust
It will end in a bust
Or for the love of money
One would end up runningBut if I do praytell
And I mean well
Only the sheer guidance
Of the Lord God in abundanceCan sustain this love
As it springs from above
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Texts Of Tranquility (Completed)
PoesíaA recollection of a few of my poems. All written by I the author. I do not own any of the pictures in this book. All credit goes to their respective owners or creators.