Romantic
Some may call me
A Hopeless Romantic
I assure you I’m not
The difference being
A hopeless waste time
Made that mistake
Learned from it
I’m a Romantic
The difference being
I’m not waiting on lighting to strike
If the storm don’t come
I’ll find light else where
And when I do
It will light my way
If not
I’ll find another
Strike me down if ever I waste time and Heart
Being a Hopeless
For they are the one’s walked upon
And taken advantage of
For I am a man
That knows his Heart
And knows it well
And I seek to share a Love
With one worthy
I will not settle
For anything less
Than one’s Full Love
Under GOD
With all my Heart
Sweet Dreams
-Fin-
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