On Wings of Love
Blames tame;
Flames lame.
Wish blamers could grow wings,
Wish flamers would ride rockets,
And notice from outer space:
We all have a perfect face.
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An ob poem, in answer to Reflections _ by Kailin Yong
Reflections
The gravity of blame
Engulfing me in flames
All I wanted was a little space
To tell you I love you in your face
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