All about my love!: A poem 

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Love is like a child 

when there are no aspirations 

Love is like an adult 

when fraught with expectations 

Love is  too old 

when platonic in wisdom 

And my love has always been a child and too old 

Like it was so tender and ripe to behold 

And it was always as good as gold 

And you know that I have love in my heart 

For I didn’t eat of it but knew its art 

And that was always the best part! 

Published by montecyril

Hi, I am Monte Cyril Rodrigues and live in Melbourne, Australia. I am a retired journalist. I have been diagnosed with schizophrenia. I've had voices and visions all my life. I think it is a spiritual experience, my doctors think otherwise. I am a deeply spiritual person and keep having experiences with otherworldly realms.

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