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Moldiest Love
Colleen Coleman
ust merely saying your name aloud,
puts my head above the clouds
where are my worries are simply
swept away
you are true gold,
in an utter cesspool of mold,
where all the good chaps are simply,
swept away
But you chose me above all else,
and hell, I'm probably the moldiest of them all.
But, when I'm talking to you, any memories of a shitty past are simply,
swept away,
but of course, I've not had it nearly as bad
as many other people in this world,
but love, when I'm talking to you,
all feelings of hatred, of awkwardness, of pure sadness, of despair, of anger, of jealousy, of rage, even if they are all at their peak strength.
They are all swept away in a sea of your love.
Colleen Coleman has published since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Colleen's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Colleen's latest works: