I nearly wrote of you last night,
And how very tragic life can be,
When the crush of pain wrings
Tears from all-too-tender hearts.

I nearly wrote of you last night,
And how fears will sometimes lead
To great misunderstandings
And tear precious young love apart.

I nearly wrote of you last night,
And penned more words of hurt and loss
And wondered why things won’t go right
When that is all we truly want.

I nearly wrote of you last night,
But my heart spoke to yours instead,
Then we made up and we made love;
Far more important than a poem.

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