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Try a slice of homelessness
it will not be just the cold temperature that gets you
the feeling of being invisible will cut much deeper
I grew wings
For you,
And became an impatient moth
Circling your fiery brand.
      
And I became like water,
Your thirst from the storm,
Daily you drank of me,
The drought in my body.

So I became a wild dahlia,
And you cut me from the stem,
The flower that grew had not yet
Known what it was to bloom.

    Devastate me,
I am blessed with every wound
Your love opens, blessed is your knife,
And praise the alter, I await.

      Cut me a thousand times,
     I am your crimsoned lover,
The rose blood is flowing with your
Everything, I bleed deeply.

      Instead of a ring of promise
Love, I will make a ring of thorns,
I will wear a necklace anchors,
They would drown me into you.

      Devastated:
You will see me smile,
You will see me hurting.

      And when you realize the love,
You will cry for me,
And you will be mine forever.
Love belongs to you and I , human love , a one of a kind rose
on a vivacious , spreading vine ...
It defies any description that the government attempts to define or "Officially Recognize ."
Love is unique , without barrier or political controls ..
Love does not answer to the moral majority or any other protocol ..
Human beings glow in the light of love .. Straight , gay , lesbian etc..
are words that create division and sorrow ...
Love is our hope for a better tomorrow ... Why are we so afraid of love ?
Copyright February 18 , 2016 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved

I am not proud of the Georgia I write so often about tonight....The State Senate passed ignorant , un-constitutional legislation this morning ! Our yo-yo governor is sure to sign the bill as well !
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