BRIDGE

The sun rising eveningRaining the raysHis heart singDance of reunion,he swayIrony of opaqueness awayLoves at first sightYoung souls off deathFancy promiscuous fightArgument beneathLies of centuries,right?He shot on fools dayPierce in her heartAncient tales sayBridge of artMadness all the way.Deep in fertilitySex is a flexWait… it’s anxietyA due hexCelibacy is sobriety.Christians praysGerminating love hopesSociety saysAt end …

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Barely anything new All along it's rephrase. And that's art.© Jmoresay