Love the red, like blood
The wine,
Not the favorite of thinkers.
Yet, no matter where you be
Climate and changes permitting
Wine, red blood, of Ancient drinkers
Forms part of our History.
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Almost always,
And when to say it,In a most concise,Attractive way.
Like some magic potion
Poetry takes youBy the hand,Calming your sorrowsHiding your fear,Spreading love,Wiping away,That lonely tear.
Things are not what they seem,
A Surrealistic Dream,Come true.These are wild Times,Not worth too many dimes,Riddles playing Fiddles,Sanity Screams,Irresponsibility Beams,Society,Comes loose at the Seams!‘Read All About It’Headline News,‘The Plate ran away with the Spoon’,Or was it the Fork?Did the Cow really jump over the Moon?If she did, then we know,The Moon is made of Swiss cheese,Bon Appetit!Things are not what…
Great minds, great hearts
Take care of themBe smart,Do not mistreat,Take them apart,Not too many,If any.
I like you,
Will you please,Understand,That between,Loving and liking,There’s a whole different world,That stands.Liking is not loving,Only One you can Love,While liking many,Is perfectly presentable.I have nothing more to say,I hope my case,Has been clearly stated,This way.
Do you love me?
Will you leave me?Never!Will you love me?Forever!Will I love you?You’d better,Are you happy?Together,Life as One?Is better,Will we always Love each other?Even harder,What makes Life so worthwhile living?One Another.