Wounds of Love

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Kay Salady, Author

An ever-present urgency
Stemming from desire
Had blossomed into radiance
Where danced a ring of fire
Brilliant were its colors
Shooting flames of bliss
Into the darkest part of me
Longing for one kiss
To stay the execution
Of one simple life
Altered by a vision
That cut so like a knife
Wounds of physicality
Heal in their due time
But wounds of love
Bleed evermore
And the memories never die

©Kay Salady

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About Kay Salady

I write about the greatest force on earth that, I believe, lives on forever and surpasses all else. "All your poems read like I am watching an artist use words instead of colours full of feeling." ~Anon.

Posted on April 8, 2016, in Kay Salady Poetry, love poetry, poetry, the poetry of kay salady, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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