Coin to air
Deep Blue Pool
Hearts despair
Under stars
Love Must Come
It has before…
It must again
Tossed… Froze… Held
Breath awayFrom dark within…
Much dismay
Drawn forth…
Hearts device
Across its face…
Colors… And Light
It holds inside…
Hope… Trust and Lust
Love Must Come
It simply must
Dim the Fires
Revealing GreenLoves not kind…
In fact… Its mean
Dark Black warmth
Hair… Wavey and Red
Loves before…
Not simply shed
Shapes to forms
To each… Their own
Unique to taste…
Scents… Unknown
When thoughts do blend…Hearts will mend
Her His own
They were once friends
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