Love plays the chord of mystery,
While dancing to the song of misery,
Entrancing all with its beauty.
The distinction of love and hate,
Still the world tries to make:
Cupid's wings or Eris snare.
So I'll tell thee a secret,
That turns the heart a shade of red and brisket:
'Love is all you will it to be'
~ Alexi L
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Poetry𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 & 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 A collection of poems and prose work inspired by my book: The Road to You. Link in my bio. All rights reserved ©️ Alexander Lorien 2020
