Your trying to get to know her, to learn if she likes to pray, trying to keep it all very pure, and keep her there to stay. This, your greatest love, sprang from your only hate, just like a sweet, white dove, find's it's gentle mate. Your dying just to see, her love begin to dawn, you'd just love to ask her, if she sleeps with the lights on? Open yourself up to it, try to make her understand, let her know you that you won't quit, and show her the child inside the man. Just as seasons change unto each other, and god please forbid this act, that there shall then come another, and hide these evil facts.
Reason for writing:
My friend Matt had been lokking for a girl for a long time. And he eventually found one. This poem is trying to show him how much I care for him and his situation.
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