Chips Of Love
Poets say that Love is everything
Artists give it much but just a start
Convinced hearts like paintings
Forever in progress I sense having
Dabbled also in studios of romantic
Art --
A brush stoke here, a warmth
Of color, unsigned for Love’s
Playful compositions when true
Never entirely done –
The poet writes, the artist shows
His voice charms, Her canvas glows
Everything lost, everything won
No greater wager than chips of love --
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