
True Love wants to heal the wounds afflicted under the semblance of love. Two poems.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Spiritual - Chapters: 2 - Words: 198 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 2 - Updated: 04-21-12 - Published: 03-17-04 - Status: Complete - id: 1553432
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Crimson
Crimson
My love for you
pours down My body
it falls at your feet
and flowers there in roses
let Me bed you in their petals
bed you in My arms
as My naked feet
seek a path for you
among the thorns
Endless
My life for you
flows down My being
it falls at your feet
in tears of living water
and flowers there in lilies
trembling with longing
offering itself
waiting for you to pluck it
and make it yours
For A.
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