He Loves me to Life
Through a Cross Road of Love
Leaves Vacancies
A diagnosed Disorder
Makes me Doubled Minded
And I began Sculpting Tears
That proclaims me Beautiful
That was Restitution
To The Man on the Bus
He saw my Haunted House
And read my Braille
Sunday November 3rd at 1am I will not forget
He Was
Like an Icicle
Melted into me
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/11/12/sculpting-tears-poem/
https://mentalnotes1.wordpress.com/2013/10/30/haunted-house-epigram/
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mentalnotes1 
*love 1 for the other*
sure-pure-true love
need no words
in none of the love worlds
only hugs and kisses’, and love making are more precious then diamonds and pearls-
Love-on-love-in love
distilled to its passionate essentials
combined is the essence of love
affirming your love for him
confirming his love for you-
As love becomes vintage love
with the passing of time
as love consumes y’all mind
confining y’all love each other
defining y’all having love one for the other
locking y’all in love forever-
By: Van Prince
correction: ‘pure’
I edited for you 🙂
Well damn! You come over here in my space dropping gems! Very nicely written peterjoe!
🙂 🙂 🙂
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