The love of the poets is a free love
a quest so thirsty, my pen bleeds -love
blue frost is a -growing, as I leak these words across -love
a dash of heart, tickles the golden-sun,
love is liberation
love is resistance
love is the long walk home
love is tiny smile, on a tiny friend-child
love has never met a stranger
love is the great God spirit
love is a holy essence
love is everything and nothing at all
love is you. Poet Krissy Mosley https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pnZ_Mt_M_Y0
Krissy Mosley Ministries 
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