O. M. Clark Poems

Have you ever fiddled with Forever while dancing within the heart of Love? Fooled are the dancers struck by the lust; seeking stagnation and moments to last unending; Forever becoming but a slippery concept, lost among the seasons of change... 

Oh misunderstanding! Spreading like wildflowers on a misty summery mountainside...though, inherent, lay seeds like secrets of destiny unfolding something words and ideas cannot ever hold... 
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