The end is near
Violence the sent of a wet
blanket
Can burn your eyes if you
rubbed it in
Let it go
Let it all go
Flush it down
Where it belongs
Love
True real warm red love
Conquers all
Even death
Romantics understand
Embrace each other
On warm clean white sheets
Gaze into the bright center
of true being
Love the one only proper
reality
The lone thing that may actually
Be real
This is beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Lisa for your kind comment...and thanks for reading
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