The OneA Poem by Patches I'm not so new anymore.a poem in praise of a wonderful ladyWhat do you say to one that dispels the dark everytime you picture her?
What can be said to one who has so enriched your existence that you count yourself among the blessed?
The swordsman/poet Cyrano could express make her to see exactly how precious she is.
To say that you need her is but to scratch the surface you don't dig a well with a teaspoon!
To say you would die for her is a step up, but still only a picayune part of the depth of love of admiration you have for her.
Words are poverty stricken inadequate conveyers of emotion. They are all we have---- They are not enough!
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3 Reviews Added on February 25, 2011 Last Updated on June 7, 2013 AuthorPatches I'm not so new anymore.Westwego, LAAboutAmerican by birth Southern by the Grace of God. more.. |

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