Love is not a possession nor can it be possessed,
it is a gift that can only be given that becomes
trapped & caged...
As It hides in plays, songs & moves in false fantasies
to be used as societies pocket book purse.
Love is of Awakenings,
It is a play bound by no words.
It is a song that sings bright in your heart,
But follows no tune,
It is the longing in our very sprits that gets trapped
in our thoughts,
only to be lost in the mist of unspoken words...
It Is where fiction & non mingle:
it is where fantasy & reality tip toe
on each others line as one to embrace the other.
Love is hope...
Best wishes to you & All your goals in life..
Leonardo Jesus Casanova /

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