A Biology of Love


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Calm rose pedals lye lusting on a tables surface

the table embraces parts not too far from where they once plundered

Together in a heavenly harmony of nature’s smell

Aromas of pleasure enhancing the snickering of the pedals beauty

miserably trapped upon the surface of distant understanding

with its body plundering out of liveliness into a world of still

A shining grace in the color of love

Beauty in shadows of beauty

Pistols still lying destined to be wiped out

Trashed

Erased from under the vase by eyes tired of seeing dead nature

Pain is what I feel and love is what I need

Love

Love to carry me a million footsteps, a million paths

my destiny is in question, strong but peaceful

Dark and mystic, an art in the form of nature

A Biology of Love




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Written by Lionel Sharpe A.K.A Landilin 4/24/2013 Time: 2:06 AM

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