by Femme Fatale

How can I begin to endeavor
what I see in my mind
could never be cleaver
to feel what I feel would only be tender
as I send you this precious gift
you imagine what the future header,

for me to be here so far away
and you so close I see the day
that we shall meet along the way
as you whisper softly for me to stay

I could hear you now, “where you been”
so glad to reach me deep within
how I could make you feel will all depend
on the spiritual messages that you can send

It’s okay for us to try to wait
not too long for that special date
that we shall see around something to eight
and complete to the end if it’s not to late!

Telegram by Femme Fatale

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