Thursday, 5 December 2013

Love As Not To Many

Who says love is ocean?
Love is but the shore,
Patiently waiting
For the waves to come home.

Who says love is burning?
Love is, infact, charred,
Stood through the flames
That broke when died the spark.

Who says love is poetic?
Love speaks in silence,
A selfless ranting,
In the font of experience.

Who says love is passion?
Love is in hope.
Numerous moments stolen,
Strewn down the road.

Love isn't a religion,
It is but the faith,
That snowfall this winter,
Will be worth the harshest may.

-dp

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