DG (9/19/1963 / )

Wash Drawing

OUR love felt like the beauty
of christ, then the devil pulled
up a seat, and took notes, i
hate to do he says, but i need
to turn this light into a cold
bitter wind,
wait a minute says god, you
can touch them, but not love,
for that is my own private
and these lovers stand up,
and kick this ancient convict
right between the knees...

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Hurray for love! Well done!
AND THAT'S THAT & A WIN FOR THE GOOD SIDE...I LIKE IT DAVID..kEEP'EM COMIN''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''F. j. R.