leaves don't stay green forever
autumn's on its way
what i mean to say:
i once asked, "is this what love looks like?"
his reply, "i'm not too sure
aint never really seent it."
so i chatted with my spiritual guides
loaded my trusty slingshot
with All Love while the feelings were hot
braced myself pulled the bowl back taunt
let it fly my love caught a ride on the moonlight
streaking through a cloud in a dark blue sky
true love rained and with the stars fanfare
ignited and then surrounded My True Him
our soul laid bare recognized itself and
began to glow how could i know then
his side would cause rips and tears
my side alone could never repair
now i sit here crying real tears as i stare
knowing for my own survival
and that of our eternal soul and love
this lifetime i must say goodbye
i will search for you in the next
maybe then we'll get it right
remembering love never dies
but most times suffers in the hands o
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Sunday, September 18, 2022
about those leaves
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