if it’s sin you’re looking,.
for, travel abroad where
babies, born too late,
are tossed, head down
into sewers, their little
legs kicking, their lips
sucking on mud, their
promised oasis turned,
plummeted into filth,
their mothers crying
as fathers, weak
with pain, drop their
children into forevermore.
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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