Love is like a cave that loses you
Blind eyes will wonder and search
For what can't be seen.
It's like a red rose turned black
With a hunched back
Petals to the floor and all that's left is one
An undying love
Unconditional with speculations
And the question of will we make it?
Like the plane that travels
Through clouded air
But makes its way past turbulence
There's only one destination.
It's like the smell of rain
On your window pane
Fresh and pure
You cannot forget
Memories stained like glass
So hard to reach the point of never ending
But everything transcends.
It's like words defined
Yet cannot be defined
But we hold our own truth
Convince our own minds
This is our reality
It is how we're designed.
To love is to give yourself first
In vacant air it can't be cursed
Not in the visible world
Not like this.