To be loved

People love to find happiness in others
Happiness should be a thing love helps you share, not acquire
A thing that folds you to nothing and everything
Love is endless, I cannot fight it’s tug over me
To find joy in biting the dust and kissing red skies over butterflies
Frank
Bald and free, a very happy sinner
Like air, like mothers, like truth
Get bald
Victor
A loser lord holding on to a dream
Ideas of this have escaped me
Nigeria
Victor

LARDO