let us purge the
poison
with which we’ve been
drunk all the hate we’ve consumed
carelessly in lieu of tasting love
but then pushing away
like a dessert that stimulates
the desire of our taste buds yet
think it to be too full of calories
tell me of your inner
soul
who used to like to
eatthat which tasted good
drank from a well of spring water
and shared it with others
speak to me of a
wondrous
blue sky hovering over
all mankindembraces all of space without prejudice
and that sun that shines
giving nutrients to all whose
rays like fingers, touches
sing to me that song
your
mother whispered in
your eartelling you the words of that say
where theirs love you need not fear,
if you wish to sate your heart and soul
consume that dessert we call love
I like to have the slice of blue sky, and that dessert called love ~ We can never have enough of it, thank you ~
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