ONCEA Poem by Dream WeaverOnce is not enough to hold you to feel you to whisper all I need to. Once comes and goes so quickly to fully love all there is about you. Once is a agonizing tease to only make love to you once and ponder. Once is never knowing if we would ever be compatible and happy. Once not nearly enough to laugh cry and share with each other. Once it’s over, it’s over…
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