My Only Tonic

My Only Tonic

My Only Tonic

Now he does not abort
Instead he supports
Because he’s so good
To do all that he could

I still long for that man
Lending me helping hand
Can’t have it romantic
Or he’ll grow again frantic

So glad to have him back
The love does not lack
Even when it’s platonic
It’s my only tonic

I drink and get small
Drink again, I am tall
I’m drunk, but can walk
But can’t listen to talk

For the sound is so sweet
Eyes continue to meet
His words are making love
To my brain…gray matter is shoved

Ever so gentle and oh so kind
He offers belief in my soul to find
Love has found its way – I cannot repel
Instead I will accept and just let it gel

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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