Love
I hate how I look at you
with such destain and such
because of how i saw your face
with love and a warm embrace
the way that your eyes glisten
in the sun wether they be green
blue or brown, but now i will tell you
it is time for us, like oil and water displace
i hate that you wore a mask
of perfect love and perfect grace
but i now hope that we can leave this
place with utter kindness
and let each other have our space
Copyright © Ashly Arney | Year Posted 2007
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