If You Loved
Always wondered if you loved meThe way you lived and wore your words
Was wonderfully, strange
As Alice between pages of write
Me in my dreams tonight
With those hands so slender pale
Be my sender of senses way up there
Are lines of verse and a universe of being
Alone inside is a way to hide from some
Person someone thought you might be
Always wondered if you loved me,
In my dreams tonight
Alice between pages of write.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-10-15 at 03:53
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