to let my body overrule my heart
passion flowing like a sweet wine
past tastes remain bittersweet
large chunks of sediment--
dregs poured out
my heart will never again
pay the price
that passion charges
this time love will grow
building already like a summer monsoon
intense with electrical energy
this time I will get it right
when it all comes together
simultaneously--
both will triumph
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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VERY nice!!!
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