Andreas Molander Poems

I want to walk the path of a shiny white dove
Whose flight goes ever up towards the light
Push all dark and rainy clouds aside
And see it all there above so clear.
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Light slowly fades.
And what was fed by
Blue rays of romance
From the disappearing night sun
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Is love the lore of lust
The primal touch, that lure, which feeds
The preying beast
Looking out at will, at any cost, by any means
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