Unconditional
Welcome to the waiting room
Where lovers sit in the midst of monsoon
A overflowing of reality hits like boom
Work to become a wife or a groom
We only want the tangible stuff
Tangerine kisses and turquoise touch
What about the harder unseen things
Like broken hearts death illness and extremes
Like would you wipe my but if I was dying
Would I do for you the same not denying
That we have hopes and aspirations of
But are we really ready for unconditional love
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