Chemical Burn

micropoetry, PoeEternal, poetry, Writing

His love is warm
Beware his chemical burn
He’ll make you yearn
It’s where fields of love are born
Beware his thorn
He’ll leave you alone to mourn
You’ll come to learn
How to love his horn

© Delia Ross. 2019

Published by POEETERNAL

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