Darkness has fallen on Wetherole
Love in prism, united yet fractured
Dynamic and bold, yet simple and subtle
Lover #1: Afraid of four letter words and such, he swallows his pride like his peach schnapps, hairy legs dressed in red "coochie cutters"
He ponders, Around the fire or through the fire
which path will he take?
Attention shifts, the seducing smell of lust enters the air
Lover #2: Biting his bottom lip, everyone knows his intentions, will he succeed in his mission to divide and conquer, will the neighbors know his name?
"Don't f&ck with me!" Lover #3 states boldly
"I'm not one to be f%cked with"
This writer intervenes and Robyn's "Dancing On My Own" complements this moment perfectly
Lover #3: Waits sadly; confused and innocent, who shall he give his heart to?
Lovers in a prism
Fractured yet united
This writer caught in a kaleidoscope of emotions
Love, live and in color
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