Addiction
A dangerous drug
Called I’ll never love
Creates a place of utopia
Without the pain of love
It creates a condition of addiction
To the free lips that kiss only lonely
But an addict
Can never be trusted
And true love
Can never be shunned
Sometimes the word never
Is confused with forever
In the addiction of un-kissed lips
That define the addict’s bliss
But pain is not bliss
And lonely and free never mix
And some things can never be fixed
In the mind of the addict

Impersonating An Angel
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy
A really powerful and provocative piece!
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