Words of Foolish Love
We share the words of foolish love,
Love’s wisdom lost in acts of lust,
Yet lust creates a velvet glove,
The sensual glove of deepest trust.
We speak of them that stare and frown,
The icy frowns shrouded in hate,
With hate filled words that pushed us down,
So down we hid, prepared to wait.
We spoke of here, we spoke of there,
There, a time when love will live free,
Freedom found in moments we share,
As love now shares your dreams with me.
We whispered desire to the stars,
Those starlit nights that saw us kiss,
One kiss that sealed the um’s and ahh’s,
Our joining made in love’s own bliss.
Form: Wreathed Quatrains
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