Prologue:
“It takes love to love someone
But it takes trust to keep that one.”—r.j.o'zionn
When the soil of separation
Is loamy enough.
And the seed of mistrust
Is sowed even singularly.
A sprout shoots up in no time
It then stems out into the inevitable:
As they both branch away from each other,
The greenness of love turns brown.
Then the leaves begin to fall…
That’s...when...love...leaves.
[Inspired and written circa 0755hrs-0800hrs 08/09/2011,by a member of P.O.E.T.S [People Of Equal Thoughts & Spirit], Thomas Hayes’ poem, “When Love Leaves.”Circa 0755hrs-0800hrs 08/09/2011. It had a picture on which the poem was written; A picture of luggage leaning against a tree.]
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