Terry dailey


HER Love is like a Butterfly that settles from the storm. My love is like a the Tigers cry licks FLESH that's freshly torn.  HER Love is like a Lioness purring whispers to the breeze. My love is like the lonely Bear that whimpers in the trees.  HER Love is like a Humming bird sweet nectar baits HER breath. My love is like the Vulture awaits the weak to pray for death.   Just when we get together and the Forrest features flame. It's love and lust forever all God's creatures bow in shame. Mother Nature lingers hides HER eyes so she can't see. But looks between HER fingers so she knows true Love can be.......by Terry Dailey

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