I’m trying to post a bit more regularly in an attempt to drag myself out of a bit of a fog. Forgive me if the poetry is worse than ever ….
Below is what I sent in response to Stella, who may have fallen in love, or something. She still makes attractive promises, though. Something about unmade beds …
***
Love doesn’t heal
That’s just a lie
Something you feel
As it passes you by
It belongs in your dreams
When nothing’s at stake
It’s real, so it seems
Until you awake
Love’s an illusion
You can’t properly see
Impassioned confusion
Between you and me
Love is a danger
Its misunderstood
A devious stranger
But gee. It feels good.
***
Richmond Road 
Wonderful response as always! No love here just a girl dreaming ….but happy!:) Thank you Brutus!
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Are you confusing love with lust? They both feel pretty great (from what I remember), one of them lasts longer.😂
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Which one?
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Depends on the person😉😂
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How jaded. But, hey, I can’t disagree.
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your cynical twist
blooms in this!
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