Monday, May 25, 2009

Twolove Flowers - Poem

Love isn’t love without harm
Definition of which is truly unknown
Who picks the time and place?
Whom chooses the heart?

Inorganization flies in the face of accuracy
Do you trust what you see?
Do you see me?
One love

A gift for you from my heart
A lifted smile conveys me
I receive all
After all


Copyright ©2009 Claretta Webb
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