Chaotic Love


Love, is it not sweet and passionate
The wanderer and the predetermined
Sinking with the sail of dawn
And drifting with the wind of dusk
Love, is it not a dream of lust
A spell of kiss, the pride of a huge chest
The fragrance of the earth so wet
Chaotic yet promise of comforts.
© An Empty Glass, 2015
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