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

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