The Sight Of Love Poem by Tori Beals

The Sight Of Love



Sparkling water rises
passionate and pure
chasing after crystals
infatuations cure
wind cautions water
against psychotic love
to exit its desires
unlike the broken dove
dont rejoice in powers oppression
or the wicked tryanny it holds
dont have contempt for loves revolution
or despair at lovers bold.

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