A Love Story

Little lost girl lost in her own confusion

Little lost boy lost in a pit of disillusion

She was taunted by her own biology

He was haunted by his own psychology

She grew into a woman who fantasized

He grew into a man yet to open his eyes

The woman dreamt of him every night

The man dreamt of her what a fright

Pretty lady so pure so sweet that Bella

Gentle, tall, and lean that Peter Patrick fella

Bella loved him, but she couldn’t call

Peter ignored her and built a wall

Somehow she found a way to tear it down

After many years he finally came around

The attraction was magnetic and undeniable

Their love was pure, heartfelt, and reliable

They blossomed and they bloomed

Somehow their song had changed tune

A melody so carefree so inspired

She held his hand and took him higher


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