Love
is like the urn of honey
At
first so sweet and thought provoking
As
time goes by and fermentation occurs
The
sweet becomes intoxicating
Still
sweet to taste but now thought confusing
The
once pure emotional glaze
Now
murky with alcohol haze
And
too much attention and intake
Can
make for a dangerous fall…
©
Sept 1, 2012 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic
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