The Art of Love
Truth can seam like; a lonely rain,
When it comes pouring out, initial pain,
But if kept inside it can turn the sane,
Brought out in the open acceptance can rein.
Trust can cause pain within the chest,
Doubtful thoughts; a consuming pest,
The mind starts to race, kept from rest,
But the heart knows it is for the best.
Love can seam like; a war on the soul,
Fear of losing or of letting go,
A longing feeling to force it to grow,
Ironic it is, for it cannot control.
Accepting truth is important not to miss,
It is a vessel allowing trust to exist,
Releasing true love into a passionate kiss,
Man and woman a divine gift.
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