“Love Is Not On Lockdown”

by A_F_R_O_W

Late night.

The cranberry glass,

is red and full.

Singing, Marley,

in an empty room,

satisfies my Soul

and guides me,

away from gloom,

into, wholehearted, recognition.

I take nothing for granted.

The World,

it may be screaming,

writhing,

in silent agony,

expressed,

though twisted tree-trunks,

and honey bees,

that can, barely, hover

over flowers,

on the verge of defeat…

… manifested, through

a kingdom of animals,

skipping

generations of growth..

But,

I, still, endeavour,

to sip,

slowly,

from the goblet of reality.

Once, is enough,

for clarity.

Moderation,

seals the edges.

I return, to stolen moments.

To the town,

which holds me dearly.

I take nought, for granted.

I like it, like that…

…And,

I know,

I’m falling,

falling,

into the arms of

a mandate of Love,

that yearns,

to reach the root

of every frown..

…that teaches, new speech,

to recompense, at length,

the sorrow,

placed, on lay-away…

For,

today,

has caused a reaction,

a determination,

to turn life around,

for others…

Be the reassurance,

that,

Everlasting Love,

is not

on lockdown.

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