Primordial Love Poem by June FeirCruz

Primordial Love



We keep trying to dicipher why the attraction
Like a moth is drawn to a flame
And when separated we are in suspended animation
Near death's door, unbearable.
Could it be that it's primordial?
Since the beginning, it was destined to be?

*work in progress* thank you....


4/23/09
8: 55 am

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