4 The Love Of Poetry

Poetry doesn’t judge.
Poetry will never reject you.
Poetry will never ridicule you for the feelings that rise up to the very top of your spine.
It’s why I let it devour my life.
It’s why I let it consume my soul,
With all of its smiles and Laughter washing away each tear from my eyes.
A paradise where Hell Fires vanish at the sight of an eraser.
A union I am willing to make,
Every single day,
As a fusion of Love in the flesh while I give thanks to my Maker…

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