I love him, adore him,
No, thats a true lie,
Not him but he, yes he with that grin,
Ever so crazy and sly,

Oh but he who I am with,
He burns like my untame flame,
But to me its only an aged myth,
He's like the others, just another game,

Sure they've been nice, great,
But no, them I do not adore,
You, ah yes you make me shake
Its you I love, I'm sure.


I love you, your not the same as them, yet I loved the one's before and him now. But no, not with this kind of passion. Cherish him girl, for he is like a treasure, and treasures can be stolen.

Love that quote, thought it fit with the poem x3 Quotes not mine

-Ajk-