Love Is Fool - Poem by Armistead Lindsey
the mystery of the heart
something we all wish to understand
yet become baffled by
mumbling fools, the creation
beauty, the cause
a servitude of 'could haves'
a lifetime of 'would haves'
all meet to make a concoction
of weak kneed wide eyed
butterfly filled idiots
all stargazing the bountiful sky.
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