Rising smoke of love

Tangles limbs and thoughts.

The sharing is complete

Only when doubt is defeated.

Love ebbs and flows

And Sings itself to sleep,

To rise with the sun but

Cry and stumble in the night.

To barter is an unwise decision,

Love’s stakes are too high.

Its heartfelt promises are made but

Washed to truth by rain.

rain puts out the fire,

As love’s smoke settles to ash.

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