Love’s grasp is the strongest bond never broke,
Never to be forgot in a world where
One thing said will mean another. We choke,
Choke on things we do not mean. But love’s there.
A rose cannot compare to love, pure love.
Pure love will not wither and die with time.
Love’s pure essence will not fade. Like a dove
Love flies high over, forever, in rhyme.
In perfect harmony love will reign on.
All obstacles are mere speckles of dust.
Nothing will make love falter and weaken.
In love’s wake all will shatter. Love, not lust.
Do not pass love for love unless love’s true.
Just know that true love is found within you. |