Never Heard of 'Love'
It takes many forms
None of which I'm familiar
From landscape affinity
To blood-born bonds
From mild infatuation
To sensory captivation
Intimate life creation
To declarations between nations
What of this ruthless red tie?
A billion prisoners and counting
Yet problem surmounting
Everything red and white
What of this ruby red tie?
Spawn of confessions
Expressions and obsessions
Most defiant of depression
What of this radiant red tie?
For which begins in the eyes
Comes as quite a surprise
Where there, you both lie
What of, this relentless red tie?
Invalidates, all sense
Justifies, any expense
For you my love, will never end...
Copyright © Michael Whatley | Year Posted 2016
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