Do You Love Me
Dear, My Sweetheart !
On my part
Only I would like to say
I love you,
but do you ?
Days are running bleaker :
Forced to sip tasteless liquor.
The bitter I face
it hurts my ego.
'You may come
or you may go
whatever !
but I love you forever.
That's my endeavour.
My Summer
hitting hot hammer
Chilled Winter
at centre of heart
Colourless Autumn
to welcome !
Flowerless Spring
to swing !
Yet I would like to say
' I love you '
and I pray
bright sunrays
to illuminate
my fatte :
You must reciprocate
to my love !
' Dear, really I deserve .'
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