The Error of Trying to Replace Your Love

I can’t replace the love you’ve given, free
I can’t replace the softness of your breast
Your love and softness mean the world to me
They need a poem, need to be expressed
I love your love, your softness, and your kiss
And though I’ve gotten angry, I must say
The things I love are things I’ve come to miss
I hate it when those things are far away
They’re you, and yes, my love is always yours
I want to give you everything I’ve got
I won’t replace the love my want obscures
With anything my want’s occlusion brought
I won’t replace your love; I’d be a fool
Like trying to replace a priceless jewel.

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