The time has come to leave my home,

and be just like a seed of love

that has been gathered by a dove

to then be dropped on scorching fields of lust,

but oh the flames that burn these fields,

they are too intense! They are too hot!

They spread too quickly throughout the crops

that now this seed can’t seem to grow.

Where is the rain? Where are the clouds?

How is this seed supposed to thrive?
Can any soul speak to me?

I need an answer, please.

Or must this seed may need to dig too deep;

beneath the ground from which it stands

so with its roots

this seed

can find

some water

to put

this fire

that burns

its core

Written by: L.L.


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