So little did we know. by Paul Roberts

There are times that words just fail me

When young I had hopes and things I told thee

Of youth and hope and thoughts that made she

A thing of beauty and outrageous heart

Fucked up green pretty and a mouth to boot

Thinking her agenda was only my heart to loot

But I was just a side show in her glorious life

And after years of real strife

We meet again and twenty years have passed

Affection passes fleetingly

From eye to eye

So little did we know

How deeply affection grows
Paul Roberts

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