Careful one treads On a fabric of hearts How easily it shreds When torn to its parts Like wounded cry for A sharp surgical knife The feelings disposed Out of cheerful place Truth misdiagnosed Like the human race Love quenches more Than a thirst for fire Wisdom to look at Beyond s*xual desire
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Posted: May 2012
About this poem:
Easy to get your eyes burnt looking at the sun.....
Comments (9)
Thanks for sharing :-)
Regards
Bill