Let me tell you of love


You’ll know it, what comes
In your deep dreams and then
You wake, rise and realize,

Here is love – a bright sunrise,
A greener green that perhaps you’d
ever seen; the smell of chocolate,

Peach, of hibiscus bloom white
And bloody red, bigger than
The life you knew it spreads

Itself as mountain vast,
Mountain yes(!) the shrouded
Peaks loom and call you forth

As though at last they
Know that love has found,
You here. YOU. Yet this you

No longer you, but
You who is loved.
This life is now unbound.


About Pitboss14

Cosmic surfer of paradoxes.
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