My hearts callingA Poem by Jane Doe
Calling
I'm smart, My hearts cold, I'm young, Yet old. My knowledge is extended, But to a given point, I act like I'm old, Like I'm one big creaky joint. But I'm smart, Cunning, clever and sweet, But I can tell you this, My loving can't be beat. Because it's you that I want, Forevermore darling, Because its your heart, Forever mine is calling. © 2012 Jane Doe |
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1 Review Added on July 17, 2012 Last Updated on July 17, 2012 AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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