Walk away and far
On a trek so prolonged
Across the memory lane
But the stupendous moments
Are always venerated in our concious
For love it never stops.
Above all the haste
across changes that inevitably develop
A cover of selfish motives
Underneath lies a palpable feeling
For love it never stops.
Across broken pieces
New feelings are born
For people who are just transitory as the breeze tonight.
Its not lust but parallaxed thoughts
For love it never stops .
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DAVID ERICKSON
GReat writing
December 1st, 2013