If I could go higher
Than cloud nine I would.
For this man that loves me.
Like he should.
After last night
He booked a flight.
And swift me off to Miami.
He took me on a romantic date
That told me the this was
Out fate
He and I
Me and him
Will be happy
For eternity.
He brought me jewellery
And showered me with clothes
He must have called off his wedding
I suppose!
But as the night draw nearer
And day becomes dark
I knew that I'd have
Another broken heart.
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The Billionaire's Maid
Poetry~A love that'll never fade, though obstacles occur, for the billionaire's maid is quite obscure.~ Join Ruth in this romantic poetry, as she tries to make ends meet for her mother and climbs her way to take what's rightfully hers. Alistair. The man...
