When I stand on the edge
Of the land,
And look down
To see the distant valley
Directly beneath my feet,
With houses that seem to be
No bigger than specks of sand;
Then,
There is no case for vertigo!
But, when I stand in the midst
Of “civilization”,
And look around
To see human nature
All around me,
With minds that seem to be
No wider than human hair;
Then,
There is a case for vertigo!!
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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