The Cost of Love
Quicksilver flashback
frantic frontal lobe attack
thru the looking glass I find
shattered pieces of your mind
start stopping
stop starting
close your eyes
your lips are parting
say the verbiage
write it read it
you don't want it
you may need it
older heroes cringe before you
somehow children can't ignore you
golden marbles rolling rolling
go home now your bell is tolling
lost and found you
found and lost you
never know what love will cost you.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2005
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