To Him

My love for you grows like the old oak tree,

But thou followed the tempt of lone's dark day.

Love, all I ask of you, return to me.

 

As I watch the merciless path take thee,

My soul spills out, and as I plead I say;

Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee.

 

The road spirals on, too far for to see,

The dust circles you, blinds along the way.

Love, all I ask of you, return to me.

 

My love! Don't choose, though simple may it be,

Do not travel away from love's bright ray.

Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee.

 

I chase on. Forever, may be the key.

Like the flowers beg for sunshine in May,

Love, all I ask of you, return to me.

 

I won't love another as I do he,

For him, the ultimate price, I would pay.

Heart to heart, blood to blood, I call to thee, 

Love, all I ask of you, return to me.

This poem is about: 
Me

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