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Jules Gustof Poem
Loving you was a love of forbidden boundaries...
A haze by which I could not leave
Your spirit spoke to me
And I could not look away
No thought could suit me more than running away with you
No money, job or obstacles could keep me from you
To hold your hand
To lay with your soul
Would be ecstasy unto me
Radiant as a thousand suns
Do you feel my love?
It's strength?
It's purity?
Or is my commitment not as strong as the bonds of sex?
Does love conquer all
Or is it all a dream?
Only time will tell...
Copyright © Jules Gustof | Year Posted 2014
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Jules Gustof Poem
They say it's not good to be a dreamer...
They say your sick, messed-up...
"Think like him," they say or "think like her."
But for gosh-sake...don't think like you!
Don't have an opinion...
Don't love in open...
Don't question ideas...
And for christ-sake...
Don't believe in God and the four seasons (especially if your young)...
That make's us uncomfortable...
Conventional, plain, soft-spoken, money-making...
"That's what we want"...
Didn't you learn that, son...
Money controls the world!
So give us your ideas, your talent, your creativity...
And we will give you bread...
And if you're good enough, obedient enough, live in fear enough...
A badge and lots of money...
Ain't that a deal, son?
Ain't you old enough to see?
Aren't you livin' the dream?
Copyright © Jules Gustof | Year Posted 2014
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