We do not belong to this world,
But I belong with you.
Our love is like the petals rising upward,
for the world to view.
We do not belong to this world,
This puddle of blue and green.
The heart of love’s yellow hue reflects the sun,
In this world obscene.
We do not belong to this world,
But we need be here now.
To bring color to the loveless and broken,
And maybe show them how:
They do not belong to this world
This pond that seems forsaken;
And love thrives in the stagnate waters,
Of every picture God has painted.
~wwb
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