Treasure Island

george albot


Ode to meg


No one hold the power to love someone
And no one can hate
Because all the talk or the determination
Of what should be done
Will always be overruled by fate
It is what it is
So when you are roaming free;
And mulling over, what needs to be said
Journeys don't end when you've ask
Your true love to come
Because;
What is love if not fate
Or my fate or desire that I hold
Just to leave with the kiss
And then the thirst and wont of more
And yet to know love will be till I die
Not fate, just moments;
XXX of our TIME'XXX
Our passion will always burns love fire
And the thoughts and desire
Still heaves the heart
Until our last lost breath
In the darkness
XXX

Submitted: Thursday, August 07, 2014

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