Her limits

Her limits

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Her limits
Limits she has not
when her lock....
was broken.
I had the key...
to her heart
unchained.

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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simple and sweet love poem....

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you J

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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