Oh to be Loved!

Oh to be loved!

To delight the kid beneath.

To relax the distressed mistress.

To be melted away in manly arms

To be holding hands at amble 

To be fondled whilst ogle

To be worshipped the existence 

To be chased at absence 

To be wanted and missed

To be caressed and kissed

To be showered with flowers

To be written scented letters 

To be dined with wine

To be held while I whine

To be the only woman

To bear his lovely bairn

To stargaze with blurry eyes

To die enfolded into his arms

Oh, Will I ever be?

~ Winter ❄️

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