Read Poem: Versus, by Ed Vela

Love is here;
Amid the tears;
A sorrow burning bright.
And as a lark;
Soaring in the dark;
A miracle of flight.
For when they say;
Love’s here to stay;
A glorious fruition.
I say those times;
A man of crimes;
Shall pay a grand tuition.
For it isn’t hate that binds us;
Just ourselves that will not change;
Wasting all our precious moments;
Beyond the heavens range.

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