love
love is , a choice not made but mistaken
a feeling unwanted but misused
experienced more times than mentioned
how is it pure
to feel a feeling not once but evermore
drowning in emotion
a poison of passion
help your heart prepare for complete devastation
unless submission of pure release
allowing compassionate reveal
to feel is to know
once you open up a vunerable soul
Copyright © Charlotte Van Rooyen | Year Posted 2023
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