False Love
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A seeming kindness and gentleness wooed me
and like a wounded dove beneath your hand, I quivered.
To calm a flight filled heart was your decree
and yet conquest and not contact was delivered,
wanting, waiting, for your touch, I shivered.
Copyright © Debbie Guzzi | Year Posted 2015
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