G lost in thought

1

Who would think civilizations fall, be not bought by Satan’s camouflage talk – antilove – but

By his powerless wretches, the harm they cause, unable to use God’s free will, to distinguish

Good from evil – can’t see their own markings would trick Love’s Foundation, fall of us all – still

2

You rode past me, trying to figure it all out, your affinity to Love, I drifted into poetry – we – choose

The best we can be, I you, you me, we survive it all, soul’s protection a heart golden – I

Simply give up, how to fathom Love; except to feel it embodied in you; Beauty, lost in thought