Is this a love
For all ages,
Or a love
That ages
Me?
_____________________
A love that
Wears my hair thin,
And makes me wary
Of saying
The wrong thing.
_____________________
Where I go,
You follow,
Guaranteeing me of
A miserable tomorrow.
_____________________
I want none of the roses
In this garden,
Where I always feel like
A storm is gathering.
_____________________
I want to be carried up
Love’s mountain,
But only if you promise
Not to come with me.
_____________________
Written by
Ivie M. Eke 2018.
Lovely piece of poetry. Love the spacing and the flow of this poem. Hope to see more from you. Have hope, write on! ❤️
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Thank you so much 🙏🏾
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you are welcome. ❤️
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