Will you stay with me, Miss Susan
help me forget the cold ahead,
enshroud me in your saffron arms,
relieve me of this malcontent.
Will you stay with me, Miss Susan
comfort me, but is there still time?
Keep your glowings burning, dear
’til the end of your days decide.
Gorgeous poem and image! Thank you, Steven!
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Thank you, Laura. 🙂
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Another unfaithful lover. 🙂
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Yet another…. 🙂
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