Love
Love has no corners
no sharp edges –
and if there are slopes
or valleys
we are so stood on our
heads, that all seems
to climb stars everywhere...
Indeed, love is not sane
but such out-of-mind
if a Constant
would save the world
from Therapists, and
pharmaceuticals.... Politicians?
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