Hello, Jury.
ladies and gentlemen, listen to me if you could.
There is something that you will want to hear.
A crime is in effect, someone has stolen my sweet silhouette
For the meaning of lust apparently has the same for love.
The stars have not crossed, for the sky is obscene
Skies are a blur to those who cannot see
Wanting to see something but instead seeing another
You think your heart is aching for no one other.
No suckling has pierced me with his bedeviled arrow
For he is dormant in his narrow bassinet
The quiver is adrift and can’t be found.
Roses are not red, for they are not in season and
The violets are not blue, not being in bloom.
So to conclude my statement listen if you would,
to the sense that i am making if you could.
Only to notice that truth that is so hard to grasp,
That Love is a joke and can never last.
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1 comment:
i like this one a lot elliot.
you should explore this idea more because its an interesting subject.
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