Bare and true….

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Bare and true…

In the stillness of the warm Summer night, we were left in a standstill of should I stay or should I go? Should we journey to new and unknown places?
I told her . Old love had decayed and old celestial fires forgotten. Love is dead, dreams of youth twisted and I was left behind.

She smiled and she told me, bare and true are we.
We must stand bare and be willing, to be true to the hungry heart.
Shed the dead skin of hopeless love and be selfish, lavish in new hope and dreams.
We must learn what love should be.
Love is everything, everything is love.

I told her love is just a mirage, words to make us want luscious dreams and drink in passion till we are drunk in blindness. The chaos of love leave us with the aroma of sweet dreams and…

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