Love
Author Dana Redricks
August 28, 2024
In whispers soft, the word is spoken, yet in the silence, hearts lie broken. Promised sweetly in a fleeting breath, but passion’s flame can flicker, fade, or rest.
Love wears a cloak of tender affection, yet without action, it’s mere reflection. For words, like petals, may drift and fall, when not rooted deep, they can’t hold on at all.
It dances lightly on the lips of the wise, but check the mirror where true love lies. In the quiet of deeds, where feelings show, love’s essence blooms, its beauty to grow.
For sacrifice, dear, is the truest art, and its truest form of love, it carves the soul and binds each heart. In giving, we find the worth we seek. In the echoes of kindness, love will speak.
So let us not pool in the shallow stream, where intentions are lost in a hollow dream. With every gesture, let love take flight, proving its value in the softest light.
In the warmth of a touch or a tender glance, in the moments we share, let love take its chance. For love, when it lives in the heartbeat’s sway, if action and sacrifice is proven, come what may.
Copyright © Dana Redricks | Year Posted 2024
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