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A Quiet Narrative On Romance
For love, we seek to find a way,
To leave and travel to another day.
And may that day bring some peace,
With a bunch of long-stems for the feast.
The feast is a means to escape,
The person whom you wish to drape.
Across the path from which you tread,
Better known as your bed.
Blood, red romance and suffocate me why?
For love is the means to make you fly.
Read and recite the great poems might,
The poet’s heart is for the fight.
Peace, time and free love,
Are the lovers past dove.
From whence you go, you’ll find a way,
To keep you heart and steal away.
For time is your guest, you’ll never know,
Your mind is forever on the go.
The peace of mind you seek,
Will eventually be yours to keep.
But this will take all of your soul,
So dig in deep just as a mole.
There will come a time,
When heart and all will be mine.
So when this time comes to pass,
Fear not, it will surpass.
All that is good and gone,
Will now be drawn upon.
To make and take the final stance,
You must cast your mind from romance!
poem
by
Graham D. Fandrich
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