Craving
To be flying, heart on your sleeveand your soul inside out
is that what loves about?
To feel mellow over a glass of red
and heady emotions swimming
is that loves cup a brimming?
To be two as one, all consuming
and reach the essence of being
is that love, all knowing and all seeing?
To be selfless, take me as I am
and understand the fathoms of the deep
is that love? I crave it, as I weep.
Poetry by shells
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Written on 2014-09-30 at 18:57
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