Truth And Addiction
She to me confessed
that I swim in her eyes,
that my presence wipes away her
theL-U-V n war torn disguise.
She said when my lips fornicate
with my tongue she's splashed
with the treasures of amore
and like the inept addict she's admitting to theL-U-V
that she is happy to beg, to plead, to lie, to scratch n claw for more
of what theL-U-V has to offer.
She to me confessed
that she was happily lost in the shadow
of my poetic solar eclipse that pleasurably
caused her lips
to bellow,
to curse,
to hymn out eternal mathematical theL-U-V equations
concerning
US!
AnOther theL-U-V Original
GOD Bless Us All
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