A Fertile Seed
Love is like a fertile seed
that, once it's sown, starts to sprout.
And fuels feelings of trust
within two hearts plagued by doubt.
Planted deep within the heart,
love's seed instantly takes root.
And soon, the seed is no more;
for it's morphed into a shoot.
Hope supports love's clinging vine
as it entangles the soul.
And it grows ever stronger:
until half a heart feels whole.
As dreams take on shifting shapes,
thoughts of love begin to bloom.
And the weeds of doubt die out:
for hearts in love, leave no room.
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