Belief

Belief


Metamorphosis; can I really get a witness?
Searching for a loving kiss, waiting here for her lips.
Love makes your face change,
Getting better with age.
Happy days are back again.
The truth is the only way.
What more can I say?


Lover evolution; love’s an institution.
A body lies alone, lacking devotion.
One hand needs a second,
Fates date is pre-beckoned.
Death is always calling,
Tired of always falling.


Fighting the mortal coil,
Hoping to plant in the soil.
Waiting for life to grow.
Trying to hold a precious soul.


Words become pictures, 
They could write a story of pure bliss,
But nobody would ever believe in it.
So tell me what I should think.


Faith in the faithless,
Apathy requires less.
This life I lead has been one Hell of a test.
Maybe I’m not ready yet.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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