People Meople Mepull

There is a strange energy afloat

in eyes of relationships lashed

where loving pure heart folks

purity gets bashed and bashed


there is a stranger afloat  in my eye

at first I thought it was you again

you who write ill of me still

machine text or blood pen


instead I saw myself in me

heart and actions all aligned

your spew is yours to wear

i will always be just fine

(c) aurora morealist