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The Whores of La Rive Gauche

The Whores of La Rive Gauche To talk of love, in such a time as now is letting loose the devil in his day for what is love is what life will allow in search of feeling good in any way; in sweet temptation of the heart and mind we jump into what love has come to mean then wrap our lives in what there is to find and swear that it's the best there's ever been; too late, discovery makes our hearts to see we've let our beds to whores who want to stay, and love, the joke, has layed so casually where we have slept the night, and thru the day; it's easy to be here in loves embrace and so we never look love in the face. © ron wilson aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

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