Now I Know Where True Love Is

I'm wondering where true love is is it somewhere across the bridge Or is somewhere above the sky Or is over the mountain ridge Or is it just deep down inside Buried deep down within Way beneath my own skin Or did love get blown away Away by the angry wind Is it somewhere within my reach Or somewhere across the foreign sea Or is it just an ancient concept A concept full of imagery Will it wilt or will it wither Will it ever be discovered Is love somewhere being smothered Or is it somewhere above the sky Or Somewhere over the mountain ridge Whisked away by the winds Or somewhere deep inside Tucked like a pedal into a stem Plucked for a wife love like a scent Love that expires Or grows thin Love that wilts and runs away Love like clothing in disarray Beaten and raped Scraped and bruised I found her Lying naked Dead Clothing removed Now I know where love is ©copyright 2015 Anton Brockenbrough