A physical love is a love untrue.
For physically can't be shown my love for you.
Love of body isn't love of mind.
It just isn't a love like mine.
Love of body in the heart doesn't shine.
Though it is true for me and you.
It does seem true that
A love unshown is a love unknown.
But the love we hold is a love
All our own, in my heart yours
is held. Know that in true love
we will mold.
Sincerely,
John W. Yancey
P.S.:
Don't cry for me my little one
Don't cry for me when the day is done
Don't cry for me when my time has come
No, don't cry for me my little one.
© 2000 John W. Yancey