I can advocate 'love, ' until my eardrums burst and bleed.
Until your heart is a red pomegranate seed squeezed?
But it's like flailing a Dead Sea monster into life
hoping a tide will rise and resurrect the long-dead
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Well... I had to read this one just because of the title. Interesting images you've created here! Dead sea monsters, and seahorses, eardrums bursting and bleeding like pomegranate seeds. Love all the high drama you created as it fits your theme. What do you do to spice up a dying love? It can take allot! Thanks Mark.