Running is a necessity. Yet the horse
is a more important gambit.
And this land of the motionless is like a stable
deserted and full of voids.
Love is a necessity. Yet it got stuck
between two gaping jaws of death.
And those blue-faced
gargantuan flies and motley insects
swarm around it.
You better go and bite your own tail, Buddy,
Bite it hard n bite it good!
Love is a necessity. Yet it got stuck between two gaping jaws of death. a very good love poem.. with ideas which are very creative. thank you dear poet. tony
Thanks dear for your kind words.