Troll Under Love's Broken Bridge

Echo of an ancient scene,

     Love is trapped under it's own forum trolled post forgotten long ago in dreams as an important childhood coming of age adventure under a cobble stone country side bridge, Discovery of self amidst turbulent wounds after a fall, The heart awoke as she rescued your soul, Little girl or fiery red haired angel... A memory lost along life's debt over greediness poison hearted way, A formality of the human condition today, An invention of something we all know, Denied by a complex of comfort! Love, the reason we're here.

     Line cut short off a question stanza from the heart's stage, Is a hero necessary, No doubts about a second chance for one too intense to describe other than insanity living amongst us today, A sexual partner whose comfortable existence we adore... That's all our love desires to need any more...

    Unleash the fury of a long withheld internal promise, Fighting to apologize against solitary confinement shackled to a requiem of doubt troubled by worry inside, The body's heart hath forgotten the soul trapped in a box of the mind, Freedom rules for this moment alone, So smile and live in virtue for another's sake, For this is the universe reason for birth: Love.

In earnest anticipation of,