Comrade

I care not for Marriage but I have time for Love.

One’s a corseting of duty; the other easy as a glove.

Marriage is a contract & Love’s a natural force.

One can be so draining & one a power source.

Marriage can be beauty, if partners wed that day.

But I prefer the falling & the being swept away.

Contracts can be sensible & sense in droves I’ve got.

I’ll not reduce ineffable Love to signing on the dot.

Yet grant me a Comrade in Love, permit a fit for me.

If equal we commit our Lives, I’ll say “I do” to thee.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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