Secret to reality

by Richard Mark   May 23, 2008


My love for you is not known by any other.
Seeing you getting taken another.
Seeing you cry because of him.
My action may have been on a whim.
But my actions were true.
Going over to comfort you.
May have been my only joy in life.
Hoping you wouldnt be anyother man's wife.
I asked if youd date me.
Under the summer tree.
We became one.

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