tagNon-Erotic PoetryBeauty was a rare.

Beauty was a rare.


Long in love with desperate care,
Her name he sang on through the air.
The love of fortune,
most found so rare.

Simple plan with simple care,
He'll find his passion waiting there.
With it ever thus,
he'll know what not is lust.
Cross his heart and hope to die.
Simple state to make you cry.

He'll love you,
He'll love you.
He'll love you in full.

Grace was swept aloft,
because of this fool.

I'll be with you.
I'll be there too.
With care so fare,
I'll be for you.

Report Story

byJasperMan© 2 comments/ 6251 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments (2 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (2)

Add a

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

Refresh ImageYou may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar: