Love Poem: To Fruitless Meandering Love
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Written by: Millard Lowe

To Fruitless Meandering Love

to fruitless meandering love


you ask me why
and i told you

now you cry
at what is true

what we wanted 
is now in tow

where it’s going
neither of us know

now we moor ourselves
in agony and despair

while all around us
love’s blooming everywhere

seeds of doubt
refuse to comply

new harbors
await us

let’s  just kiss goodbye
and end this useless fuss