seed doesn't germinate
nor earth hold it's roots
planted in empty
where there is no give and take
without motive behind.
spontaneous,
tender and sweet
filling our bosom.
horizon doesn't limit love
boundaries disappear,
love frame no rules
being antithesis of hurt.
A contest entry
- Short Love Poems (PW'S OPEN ) by HopelessScribbles.
650 points, ended January 12, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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THIS is sad
but yet promising, thank you for this entry, good luck
MM



