Lonely Love Lasts Longer

For future far fetch, 
That tarry true tongues... 
Which wet worse worries;
Loose lust, love lingers. 

But when it's lonely, 
It keeps growing young... 
Even doubt hurries, 
To deceive fingers 

That  up cum wretch, 
Shall draw such only, 
To be treated whole,
Not turned injured soul.

For in loneliness, 
Love brace silliness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2026

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