Sir...your test of dexterity is in varried pulls and breathes with passions of some difference...I'm imagining myself to be your protégé. No apology please, in either ways of escaping my truth...that you're a human face of poetry...even as you'd feel, but armed so strong in the mask of your figures. Kudos, Sir! You bless God's hand (kindling humanity) thereof. I beseech the panel of literati condone but this very extravagant remark of mine hereon forum in this particular, but that your forte stirred my cool.....Run long! ! !
Why I Love You
I told you that I love you. Then, you Asked me why.
Good question! For I hadn't Really thought of the reason Until now, so