David Brown Poet Verse

Love Is

Love is
that magic feeling,
that reaches in like
God's tender hand 
and touches us in 
the lonely places
we'd forgotten, 
had ever existed

Love is
that tragic feeling,
that seeps out like
blood from a vein,
draining from our
still beating hearts,
the crimson warmth
we'd finally found

Love is
that two faced feeling
like immortal Janus,
that will change our 
hearts forevermore,
both in the
welcoming
and the losing

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Eileen Manassian October 17, 2014 at 2:37 PM How beautiful and true are your words. This is a lovely write. I feel the second stanza keenly. Glad to visit you tonight. David Brown October 17, 2014 at 3:20 PM Thank you Eileen, it is always my pleasure and honor when you visit and read my humble offerings. I am sorry that you are feeling loss, I am as well, but am trying to remember the wonder of the 'welcoming'. Hope that comes to you soon, as well.