Lecture on love
par Retsnomyrruc
Love comes in many forms
And braves a thousand storms
It is the bough that bends
Though it never breaks
It always mends
The cuts that people leave
That cause your heart to bleed
These stitches shall it weave
To protect your soul from greed
Love has not one image
But each and every shape
It may not stop the damage
But it will fix you up with tape
It is a rare thing, this love
Yet eminently common
Giving hearts the wings of a dove
In every man and woman
Love doesn't have a gender,
Nor a size nor an age
Not even a colour
A place or a wage
As long as all lovers
Are on the same page
They say love is blind
Maybe we should be too
To the little differences
You say separate me and you
That being said, I'm glad they exist
I would hate to be just like any other « -ist »
I see what you're saying, and sadly I agree
We do need that wall : to save us from thee.
Poème posté le 28/10/16
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