Do not believe yourself in love,
Know it. Remember the taste of such truth,
Wet against your tongue, sweetest fire through your veins,
Breathing whispered passions.
Hands grasping hips, teeth grazing skin;
The consumption of another soul, body and mind:

Let it envelop you, but-
-please, be kind about your recollections;

Public ****** is illegal.

the curtains have closed, a red ragged rose
no blue shall blossom 'neath tripartite cloves
yet:
breathe defiance, you lovers fine
drink of lions, gold become wine

courage your teeth, spite your bright bite
I say to thee: "Fight loathsome blights."
say no to the ills, to the negative thrills
become a dragon, a summit beyond hills
embody the action, the will to do
become better than good, a much better you

spark hope in your heart, spark humour in theirs
coax warmth from the coals of the once debonair
and throughout it all, never doubt what can be
a world evergreen, a finally clean sea

defeat is not death, for love lives beyond
in the eyes of the mother, the sister, the sun.