The satire we call love Date: Sunday, 22nd August 2004 @ 09:38:33 AM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: Baburu Draw closer to me I am that which you want Your flesh and mine are to unite this night I already know of this lust you have So fear me not, I am what I am I could never harm a splendor as stunning as you You cause every breath to be absent My god! You are more than I dreamt Why have I fallen for you? I guess this was just meant to be The one I once detested is the one I now adore So draw yourself closer, for tonight we make love This poem is Copyright © Baburu Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=premium/MemNewsDetail&story_id=200