Come to me just come to me my one auspicious moment...
Build up to me this virle loving lament.
Pressure is building up as into my groin...
You are more valuable love to my heart than a mere million dollar golden like coin.
I pray on your alter of hope and forgiving...
You treat me as an equal and not as a bad unwanted misgiving, over cooked
Thanksgiving Day well burnt Turkey.
Till you came along deep into my heart was never a beautiful song...
We two are perfect for each other, never, ever to be wrong.
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-birds-song-for-two-and-only-two/
