Poem: Love is a poem

Love is a poem, untethered by many

It comes with the slightest human impulse if any

Its weight is less than a butterfly’s wings

It’s not the reward of one who does, but of one who sings

Understanding air gives a lead to seekers

To try seeing something that appears only to believers

Love is such a thing, a most intangible design

Trusting the invisible’s call more than yourself, that’s the first cross line

Sacred answer lies beyond the slowly sealing lips

Love your body and trust nobody who hadn’t shared such bliss

Why would we ever stop when we know we are just right

Love is a poem, and thus a solemn hymn to every heart

Poem from the Violet Waves Poem Book:


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