once
or twice
I saw love
painted blue
stone cold
spice smeared upon
a seaside wall
cheap canned sardines
said graffiti read
love's way too steep
don't slip or fall
speak about bleeding
emotions calling
this immense and tall thing  
whatever spoke
sometimes wedged
oft times ragged
calling love
something dredged
summoned  
dragged out
of a careless sea
what if morbid love
a shameless part
begot more heart
then we're jolted
one massive shove
something wrangled
dangling true love it seems
a crowning part
what isn't real
overwhelmed and drowning
that's the real deal
all that kissing and other wet
supposed love
what should we feel
tidal love
washing over us
coming then going
what should love be
rapids and canyons
flooded beaches
mangrove and tidal flats
brooding ocean
flowing in and out
stunned by an anchoring weight
welded to this oceanic heart
molten love affairs
enigmatic magma
flowing o'er a tidal chart
steam and vapour
from a cold deep sea
why do we
derail ourselves
punish and chain  
nail ourselves
to some dead weight tree
why do we
scuttle ourselves
allow muddled love
to rip and tear us up
love doesn't set us free
love chews us up
love's tinned poison
breakfast and supper
dams and irrigation
filling our cup
drip by irrational drip
lovely relational tears
blaming and flowing
under love's
for our sake sun
so chiseled love
sculpting marbled fears
etching magic symbols
onto stone cold walls
scratch out more
tragic heartbreak
matched with costly love
taking and catching
every and all
dreamers aching to bleed
love's points and spires
dreaming for love's sake
honey and cream
when we wake
then true love falls

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