Love Poem: Loves Crown
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Written by: Oliver Krier

Loves Crown

Intimacy,s not ours.
It has some wings.
Birds bees flowers.
Mans favorite things.
Its neither hers.
So were untaught.
With dry-dough crowns.
Cannot be bought.
Within the heart true love stirs.
We hope it lingers.
Cannot be boxed .
By camera's fingers.
Pictures develope.
Drawing near.
What's this!
The subjects disappear.
Her crown rings.
Justices joy.
His crown works .
Truth to deploy.
Love can whisper once again.
Our embrace.
Well then!