Why are my dreams filled with you
And what will never be?
You won’t love me and
I won’t stop loving you.
I think love is cruel.
Sometimes you find it
At your enemy’s vineyard or
In a lion’s den.
But when you find love in the Holy Sanctuary
It becomes stressful.
You need to adhere to the theory of celibacy
And other “my Pastor says rules”
So, let us give up on love and
Say our farewells and call it
(in other words ) the end of the world
Because I am immune to that sh**t called love
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Damn!!!!….this poem is amazing… Y’all should check it out
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