Love Lay Dying Poem by Craig Jordan

Love Lay Dying



Love lay dying,
In a darkened room,
With curtains drawn,
And clothes astrewn.

Love lay dying,
In a motel room,
In the arms of a stranger,
And the stench of perfume.

Love lay dying,
Of a bitter tongue,
Where his heart was broken,
And her neck was wrung.

Love lay dying,
For all to see,
To feed man's hunger,
They made love bleed.

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