Young Love

Back in them young days, we profess our love on paper

Writing our heart, they called that a love letter

Wasn’t a ‘go getter’, it was said we should go get her, no later

Hi…umm I notice you from all away over there

You woed me, is this long distance?

She reply with ma carrier this instance, with little resistance

I’m lost for words no I’m lost for sentence

Can’t speak, ma heart’s on pause you were the cause

Looks like nice place to build a home, I’ll ring the beauty estate

Damn in a melt state, foot on ice, cold feet,  no escape

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