Temptation does not belong here
Love is not a kite, nor a floater, Love does not beat to a rhythm. Frustration does not long for her Love is not a fight, nor a driver, Love does not preach for a mission. Attention does not beg for her Love is not the game, nor the dealer, Love will not gamble the whole hand. Addiction does not lie for her Love is not the pain, nor the healer Love will not finalise the plan. Starvation will not be the face Smiling within hate, nor admirer Smiling with cloak and dagger feints. Redemption does but walk away Smiling outward grace, shrugging off claims that love has no right to forsake. Sensation will not fall apart With nowhere to go, no trodden path With no one’s feelings to dig up. Retention will not hold out hope With silent discourse, nor bated breath that love will remember the past. Affection has no right of way Love is not the door, nor the turner Love will only stall the engine. Cassations do not sing for her Love is not the bard, nor the list’ner, Love will not harmonise the spheres. Causations do not collide here Love is not a stage, nor messenger Love’s arrow does not belong here. Gestation will not wait for her Love is not a friend, nor companion Love begins a new day alone.
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