Love Is a Verb
Love does what it says and it dreams
Love has faith, it envisions streams.
Visions of beauty, peace and joy dance in it's head
Garlands of flowers drape around Love's bed.
Whispers of oceans and birdsong fill its air
Love breathes heavenly breezes of all things fair.
It hopes forever more.
Will you open loves door?
Copyright © Helen Reimer | Year Posted 2015
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