Poem #19

‘Til Death Do We Part

Hiding from yourselves, most locked in nostalgic poison.  Can’t

see the river for the water, drowning on your excuses.  Waiting

for life to happen but action is the catalyst.  The good times

are now.  Passion plays, lies of love and love profound. 

Excuses made, cheating the best.  Experience life and all it has

to offer.  Watch the sunset in the eyes of a paramour, feeling

fire deep inside, all forgotten for the moment.  Magic burns…

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