Love Is Borinq - Poem by cassidy lorent
''I am bored with love,
and it's passionless limbs that drape over my bed,
in a lethargic state of impotence while wearing the same red heart,
my soul picked up hitchhiking off highway serendipity.
Now here we are alone in togetherness trying to build dreams with two by fours and glue,
but even a home won't tie us together,
when our hearts live alone.
Poetic vows cliched into nothingness like all words do,
eventually and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make love to a wall,
instead of each other and we wonder
why the roses are dying..''
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