the intensity I debunk
for, for you I am fooled by fools
the trees all rose against me
the winds denied me access
the rains refused watering
penury befriended me
Rose now smells a rotten
and carcass as rose
the birth of you they said births happiness
but wishes of that my thoughts always
what then become of me
I am sold out for you
now, I be a vagabond
mockery now my daily square
nonethetheless,I will keep pressing on
until my cause be answered me
and my cup became a river
so I spring you out of me
and the weary be strengthened
and the lost be restored
because I am now drowsy with you
all I see is you, positivism only
#Love
©Mariah E
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