our love was
the same fleeting green glow
as artillery fire arching over
a night sky
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aayoungPoetry, Prose, Art, Curiosities
aayoungour love was
the same fleeting green glow
as artillery fire arching over
a night sky
3 replies on “war bond”
Artillery in love. This would be a wild battlefield. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Love is warfare. Love is a battlefield?
Sparks fly – nicely captured.