Friday, 2 October 2015

Oh how I love spring looking twards summer

I beg for a haven prison please let open Ur gates
freed of enraptured weak thoughts now still Ur love dominates

My rivals for Ur love shall all be all rejected 
thoughts love turning their vintage wine a sour inflected

Smashing statues broken mirrors just convexities
captive my loves wounds just absorbing concavities

The hunt is over nd I hear the call to prayer
lover a man contented now no more s0litaire

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