Love – an ode

Articulation was never the strong suit

Of those who fall so intensely in love

The stutters and fumbles of a boys pursuit

Mimic those of hers, as pure as doves

“What’s mine is yours” is taken too literally

Wouldn’t you say?

The explanations for greatness are never really truly explained

I want to hold you – forever and close

Till our bones collide

And the blood pumping round in our hearts

Is stone cold and dry

Until I feel the blazing fire in my chest, numb with persistence,

I’ll continue to love you

and your existence

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send this to a loved one💞