In the Mood For Love Again

Is love a world within itself? Never found on smoothest roads To emersed to understand oneself Held fragile for its heavy load Ever longing to be bonded Moving towards its rising flame Only captured when needs are met Often fraught with those to blame Does its needs complete the world? Forever searching for the other half Over shadowed by its desires Remember always torn photographs Love is more a burning thirst Offers the heart its crumbled ash Voice now silent, as words disperse Embattled love leaves a darkened path Against this all, love will search Grays the mood all have traveled As life and love are both research In this lab love's unraveled Never leaves its roads of gravel Frederic Parker 5/15/14