Rages

Rages

 

Hello sweet darling such words are often well known,

where with the Spring’s warm wet kisses and winds

that blow from southern lands far below.

 

We as men do at times take leave of our senses as

the air is rife with thoughts of love ergo.

 

You as the breath of Summer kneeling warm to the

touch and with muted desires do you feel are not

worth stealing.

 

Love’s tangled knots and confusion thrown about

often leaves mens minds without feeling; as we shake

forth the very Earth for your favor which the loser finds

fleeting.

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