Left
Handed Love.
Where
the mattress cries,
I
remember a heart, the sun.
A
mouth a hand and fun,
That
once reached the skies.
Fondly
I would hold you,
Share
the bath, tap end,
Believe
you were my best friend,
And
that I held a lover true.
Art
was your finest talent,
Besides
the way you felt.
That
sweet way you smelt,
And
what loving you had meant.
I
have never known before,
Crazy
and such passionate love.
That
took me to the clouds above,
And
you'd wonder why I'd crave more ?
Sweet
flower, scented and so rare,
I
miss you, do you know ?
Have
you also missed that glow,
That
came from everything we'd share ?
If
I could turn back time,
I'd
change nothing at all.
So
in love we'd fall,
Remembering
when you were mine.
The
light of my every day,
I
have never forgotten you.
And
the amazing things you'd do,
The
season you came to stay.
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