Poem #20

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Precious Time I Spent


Time flies so fast,
Time for love doesnt lasts like that.
Moments shared, no matter how brief,
Are the roots that dispel heart’s grief.



Time that's given, time that's spent,
Forms bonds that time can't dent.
In each embrace, in every smile,
Love's presence lingers for a while.


The only thing I want to do,
Is to be with my wife like you.
Am I so sugary, too?
Or this is a normal thing. . .


That a man who’s in love, can do?

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