Credit – http://cosmic-look.com/tag/proza/

Never allow
love’s paint to dry.
Let it ooze down sweet
upon your all;
allow the rain to soak
and mould it’s skin,
in peaceful bliss
brought from within.

Allow it to pool
in conditionless flow,
like your blood and mine
so entwined.
Let it bleed the edges
and enrich today,
let it drip and play
forevermore; that is all we know.

MT

Advertisements