When you break up
Once a week
What absolutely
Makes it freak
You keep coming back
When kisses cavort
3000 miles
When missing you creates
3000 smiles
I keep coming back
Oh why? Oh why?
We cannot deny
What is meant...
Our love. Our love
Grows day by day
With an exponent
Is there a quantity?
Does it have a number?
Yes. Yes. Yes.
But we must remember
Two o's in –ob–on
Two o's in Oli–e–io
What do you know...
It is the antonym
of little-bitty
Our love is measured by
On & on & on
Never gone
Never gone
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We have all our vowels
ReplyDeleteFew consonants are our pals
O O O
your poem is sweet!
And loving you is so wonderfully neat!
DeleteIt can't be beat and when you can't
beat 'em, lick 'em, capece?
O-la-la!
DeleteX-actly
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