The Insecurities Of Love Though Free... Poem by RIC BASTASA
The Insecurities Of Love Though Free...
i put the words
into your mouth,
unedited,
despite the
wrong terms used,
or the misspell
of my love,
for you,
(do you really
love me
or you just use
me?)
there is this
consolation that i
have,
why did you not
vomit?
my love is pure
as white as the
lotus flower,
i shall never ask,
(for fear of reality)
for fear of the
earth's fire that
consumes me,
if you love me too.
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