Your Love Is

Your love is a
destruction,
exitialis. expletus

When I stood still
unshaken,
became your muse.
Your love is so
wild,
entangled, un-mundane

When both our worlds
collide,
we become insane.

I think. I feel. I write. Welcome to my reality.
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