we
tread the waters
as
if we’re frighten
one
missed step will
lead
to our doom
when
did love get
so
complicated?
I
write poem about
the
moon and stars
love
as the sun
on
a summer day
if
only love was
just so simple
winter
evening skies
can
be beautiful
yet
can be as cold
as
a broken heart
perhaps
love wasn’t
meant
to be simple
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