She writes in blank Bibles,
she lets dreams loose to play,
and knows her love is wasted
if she won’t give it away.
It can’t be squandered,
and it can’t even wait,
because Kassie knows, love has
an expiration date.
She never goes missing
thought she’s often gone,
from here and there, now and then,
she leaves lives on a dare.
She leaves houses, she leaves pain,
she’s often missing, but
she’s never gone.
Slips into other houses
and turns on all their lights,
she eats in their kitchens
and patches up their fights.
She gives to get everything
she’s ever had,
she plays the game
and she knows,
love and life are all the same.
Great post 😁
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