My Lover or My Husband
I met my lover
In the autumn
When the world
Was colder,
I met my husband
In the spring
When the world
Was bright,
We fell in love
And danced
Through the night
And the world
Was on fire –
Alight by the blaze
Of my heart.
But as we grew up
My heart grew too
And I surely sorely
Felt deeply for
Another;
I met my lover
When my heart
Was older.
O’ please in my
Words do not
Despair,
For there is still
Time for me
To choose for
Whom I am to
Care.
My lover or my husband?
O’ I shall despair.
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