Love Below

Weary trust goes beyond the boundary of understanding

Like rubber bands getting ready to pop


And think about it


I seen good men get beat by love

Like making it to the airport only to miss your plane departing

Those who destroy that which they love take it the hardest

Burning embers unable to be a flame… die slowly


Blissful burdens no souls need know

Skimming the ocean floor for love below

Prototypes of real thangs

That turned out to be nothing

In the greater schemes of things


Learning the intricacies of a new personality

Hoping that the rubber bands aren’t ready to pop


And think about it


I hear the triangles clashing

The bass blasting

The tambourines clashing

With laughter deep enough to liberate a twisted soul

The sounds of love taking hold


By: AJ Unique


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