• conrad_nn 20w

    Epistles of Love: III

    I am afraid of dying before
    Confessing my feelings to you.
    So as I write this note,
    I struggle with indecision.

    On this letter,
    My heart is like a feather
    And my love is without borders.

    I shall love you with all your blunders
    And nothing shall put us asunder.

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