Anything but

No shades of green or drywall towers.
A methamphetamine of a mess; they are
a facade of endless promises filled
with empty.

Give me the Real smile, only I ignite.
The Real fire, his hearts delight.
To simply be without need
of anything but you and me.

Anna K Peters

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