If you believed in love you would smell the reality sense the captivation its availability would surround you
If you believed in love you would glide like an angel soar into Nirvana, winged drift into Eden, enchanted
If you believed in love like charmed wishes you would gather ripened fruit even when frost abounds
I can make you whole, but first... you must believe
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"I don't love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
Well, it so happens that I was asked my permission to dedicate 2 whole pages to me in an upcoming book called The International Who's Who of Poetry with one of the pages being my poem and the other page being a biography of me. Woohoo! (Hopefully it's n
you would smell the reality
sense the captivation
its availability would surround you
If you believed in love
you would glide like an angel
soar into Nirvana, winged
drift into Eden, enchanted
If you believed in love
like charmed wishes
you would gather ripened fruit
even when frost abounds
I can make you whole,
but first...
you must believe