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
Copyright © David Brown | Year Posted 2014
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