Gaia Rose

A beaming transparent glow of love
True to what is true of beauty
Raised from the distant scars of metropolis
Days of labour grounded you dare
The only true way to continue
A false pretence to look for alternatives
You are true to me, dear to me
Why want when all we should have is need
Your choice of a soul to mate is yours
Not a foundation facade dwindled on affluence
Strength of pure being is your freedom
Freedom becomes your honesty
What girl has this option, this oppourtunity
Your love is in the eyes of you
For your love is inside you
Not brought for the outside of you
Ones soul can never be brought,
when your love is mother earth taught

poem by Michael Jon Horgan
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