Love

Morning supervised by my side
The fear of God to burn
language. Pre fathers
burning genes
somewhere far include
emergency vehicles
screaming sirens.

I am too bad
my feelings to tell.
sleeps love
restless under the bust.
Slumbers in the lap of utopia
woman, soft,
shapely, loving.

Of unwanted love
january of the full moon
the glow. Northern Lights,
day dreams, fatigue
courts of love.
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