Love with my whole?
Laugh with my heart and soul?
Trust and damn my right?
Flowing the love kite?
Love without spite?
When friends turn fiends, despite
My true affectionate flow,
Stronger and upwards their wicked passion grow.
Calm, no revenge, no retaliation?
After series of intentional molestations,
Unending mockery in absolute flex
Of flipping lips, ranting at their best.
Calm as a dove…
Quenching my raging soul
As the beeps of real agape, refreshing
Love peruses inwardly, the feel, so amazing.
Tough, yet incisively captivating
Undiluted zest, a lens magnifying
The world to me as a Den so beautiful a louge
But..only when love abound.
Just a miniature plate of baked cake
Made him smile and play?
Though token, its ripple effect
Farther, reforming the world’s defects.