One reason why I never call,
Is because I fear you won’t answer at all,
That dial tone makes me feel alone,
Like a garden gnome and his silent G,
Oh that’s not what I like to call sanctuary,
You see love what’s really bothering,
Is the way people make there own problems,
I forget mine when I found you,
Install a thought that caught attention,
That small selection in an even smaller collection.
The reason I don’t care for Valentines Day,
Is because I say I love you everyday,
That day is for people with sorry ties,
It’s so true I tell you I’m sorry guys,
Now not many can say they wrote a poem,
In the middle of the night all alone,
So many can say they bought a rose,
Or a ring or some satin kinky clothes,
I give to you something that money can’t buy,
Love, it can’t buy me love.
Gaz illionaire
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