When I wrote this poem, I was already deeply in love (married even) to Sarah. She is not the person talked about here. The person is the same person mentioned in "Five Odd Years. Of course, the fact that the last couple of lines are disproved by the poem itself, was on purpose. Just in case you read that and thought I lost my mind.
"Love of My Life"
From out the love of my life, a verse wishes to flow; Great big letters in beautiful laughs Woven like miles of gold with a starry flair, An extravagant yet lucid twist Of Cupid's stitch; Wondrous minuets, Both fast and slow. Too bad it is, though, That I cannot sublimely think Of a word to rhyme with "Stupid bitch".
This poem written by W. Doug Bolden.
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