When It's Love
When the flowers bloom
And the grass is wet
You know its spring.
When the sun shines
And your skin simmers
You know its summer.
When your lies are outrun
And exhaustion is overreaching
You know its depression.
When you cry
And feel your spirit break
You know its death.
When you dance for joy
And your thoughts are consumed
You know
It’s Love.
Copyright © Erin Fischer | Year Posted 2010
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