This is my introduction <br />To our love found sensation <br />Which indeed leads to many complications. <br />When you’re not around, I wait in anticipation <br />For our love amalgamation <br /> <br />It’s as though all of civilization <br />Is against our love situation <br />Yis … the frustration! <br /> <br />I hate the restrictions <br />Being away from you is love starvation <br />& I’m sure they have their speculations <br />But I still long for our unification. <br /> <br />We both share equal contribution. <br />Besides, it’s not like we’re each other’s consolation <br />But we are their creation. <br />So I guess I can understand their commotion <br />And confusion <br />As to why we’d once again embark on this expedition. <br /> <br />So I have a proposition: <br />After much consideration <br />& Sorting out varies conditions <br />Along with each of our co-operation <br />And no lack in communication, <br />This relation <br />Can become one of a fine composition <br />& In addition …. <br />We need to join in the reconstruction <br />Of a relation <br />That once led to devastation <br /> <br />So that we can build a firm foundation <br />Of a knew combination <br />Of admiration <br />And appreciation. <br /> <br />This way we both can enjoy the satisfaction <br />Of the recreation <br />Of this formation <br />Which might be our destination.<br /><br />Tanya Stanford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/our-situation-2/
