Evol
To a dyslexic, love may be evol.
To me, a hyperlexia, I read love as evol.
What is love?
Don't ask such a question, especially to me.
An illusion; a captivation, that is impractical to overcome.
The helpless and the hopeful.
-Unite under one circumstance.
Those who are evil, learn to love.
Not a creature is immune.
-Will lead to your doom
Not everyone has the ideal groom
Room left for compromise
And you'll create the perfect moon
All the while, you were living in an opaque cocoon,
Shielding yourself from what was soon
Evol or love?
Copyright © Kara Adams | Year Posted 2011
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