Indestructible
The ambiance of beautiful love,
cannot be erased by trash talk.
Tis the feast and forte of a peasants' walk.
Were you actually there that spring night?
Whence cometh your facetious insight?
To put to death, a lover's joyous quest?
Joyful depths of her reality, she hath shared
with thee!
Where soft secrets were shared, of these your
mind is bare!
Thus remove your dagger from her bleeding heart,
so tender, divinely rare!
And from her honest thoughts, expect no more.
Outcast, thou be from her intimate soul, forevermore!
12/13/2020
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