* Thursday May 16th 2013 heart less prose
beautiful lover
you hold me tight
never we try not to fight
your love for me high like a kite
Our love never ending
our hearts always bending
love care tending
messages of love sending.
Love at first sight
its never wuite
some say love bits
But love isn't perfect
it can be a serpent
a snake bits its venom destroys us
as we shrivel up like crumpets
even in death love turned against us
reverse by one we trust.
now our love is a bust
nothing I hear but words cuss.
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