Suddenly, a chance of make belief
seek a thorn inside the bowl
chase back the pillow from the edge
cascading fence laid up at the mix
pillow in the dust in God we trust
skin for skin where to even begin
loud music..interlude bare escape,
love is a way of escape oh,
just a little wink
Mother & child..
cross stitch of one to added mode
barricade amidst the evil frame
A way of escape
Topic(s) of this poem: love, peace
Form: Free Verse
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