"Kinda, Sorta, Maybe"

A poem on the honeymoon phase.

KB

Hearts flush with naivety’s certainty of fate

Melding of souls sweeter than Olympic ambrosia

No love hath ever burned with such resplendent grace

Ardor fiery enough to melt the iciest composure

Thoughts caged tightly as Cretan minotaurs

Parchment & quill your co-conspirators

You leave lest you grow to tire of me

Drunk on the nectar of infinity

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