Gentle Love - Poem by Mozes
Daft feelings spread out wide,
profane my heart once so bright.
Seduced by life’s most hallowed secret,
then spit out uncompassionate.
Weary from it all, left hollow,
but enable to fly ‘cause though
Caught up in endless surrender,
yet will I ever defend her.
For always been fool’s volunteer,
and love itself won’t shed a tear.
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