Lopsided Time
Such a lopsided affair,
are you game..
should you care
the heart
must,
at some point
perhaps at its weakest
trust.
No' oh nah..
I don't ask much,
your divining rod
for lust of men
or hope of God..
there's only enough
time
to find
each longing dependent,
resplendent
oh love, make me
yours
and you
mine.
Copyright © Quoth Theraven | Year Posted 2023
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