Love's A Poem
Like a poem penned by the soul,
love lacks rhythm and rhyme; it's free form.
And it's known to levy a toll
when loneliness becomes the norm.
You see love as a dreamer might;
wanting it to be explosive.
But when innocence gains its sight,
acid tears can be corrosive.
Rejection devastates your heart,
instantly turning blue skies grey.
And as dying dreams drift apart,
a sea of tears whisks them away.
In pursuit of exaltation,
Hope navigates fate's changing course.
And employs imagination;
by following love to its source.
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