Love lacks precision
Love lacks precision
Like an auger
derelict of housing
it crushes to depths
where abandoned exposure
effects such injury as
practice may repair
but never reform
Given yield of
this awesome device
I would aim
so conscientiously
no fault may occur
Only fill of
aching abscess
with tender capacity
whose surcharge heals
my longing quest
in thine
Last edited by KevinO : 29-10-2014 at 08:51 PM.
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