'Hot Off The Presses! ' Poem by Peter Vealey
'Hot Off The Presses! '
I looked at you,
As if it was the first time.
Every inch of your being.
I wanted to rediscover,
That love when born,
Does not fade,
In an instant.
But like nature,
Not nurture.
Is love divine,
Yes!
But not always equal!
Saturday, March 20, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: affinity and love,blind love
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