IV (Part 4 of 10)

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(From "Sonnets in Question")

Why do I sense doubts and wrongs about thee?

If my adoration is real to you

And why do I question your love for me?

If all I see and feel for you is true

Shall I ask thee the disturbing matter?

Of why do I ask these many questions?

Shall I adjourn it all for the better?

Or I carry on my admiration?

My love, if all you ask is my outlook

Then I’ll honestly tell you that tonight

Promise me the heart you already took

And I’ll undoubtedly ask you no fight

Just listen, for every word of mine is me

No more, no less, I tell it all to thee

I just love putting words together, whether it might make sense or not. I also love the piano and the guitar.

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