Without love....
A heart has no rhythm, and the mind has no sense of direction
Your body is numb to love, it only bubbles on the surface of your brain persistently trying to get in
Like trying to catch rain drops, they slip and slither through your finger tips. She slides right through your grasp.
Flashing beams of light, and different colored spectrums, is what love causes the eyes to see
Thundering claps and “I love yous” entertain your ears
The aroma of delicious kisses and passion clouding the air tickling your nose.
A shadow only follows me now, where you should be.
Where I need you to be. Me with out you I can’t function. My heart needs reconstruction.
A man without a woman only leaves a vacant corpse.
A man that only feels pain, sees death, and
tastes evil, is only destined for one thing….suicide.
He looks sturdy, but within the bolts and screws is dwindling away and tears flow as a flood.
A man without love is only a reflection of me in a muddy puddle of blood.
Jerod Hairston
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