Love’s A Bore

I take it to the limit I’m in it

crisp like a bill I take a quick hit.

To the back of my head it fed

where the wild things led.

I know divorce a pain

comes down a fierce rain

in places I find my vein

hurting for some name.

I’ll loose forever in calm

slip loose in my arms

forever loose is the

sweet effervescent charm.

Prescribed is a diction

of fairy-tale and fiction.

Fancy away a tale of glory

in a story of friction.

Glance at a smile while

caught in waves ashore

the beaches of sand soft

where we loved each more.

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