Why Love?

If petals of a rose wither

Red silken velvet to a crumpled brown

Oh heart why love?

If logs float freely

Electric river hit heavy

Oh heart why love?

Playing fingers cracking twigs

Iron fists pounding thorns

Nothing left, nothing new

Oh heart why love?

Drying dew, crappy sinew

Sad skeleton wilting eyes

Oh heart why love?

tererista werner 1

rosalinda flores martinez

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