Touché

Touché

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Merrily, the heart plays
in scandalous attire
only to be scolded
by the mind
for being so foolish
leaving the monarch
of the body
broken and poor.
Long live love,
if you can find it.

© 2021 andrew mitchell


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oh I just want to tell the mind to "shove it"!

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Added on March 3, 2021
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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