Loves Compassion
A LOVES COMPASION IS A HEARTS COMPRESSION
OF MES SOLES WHO HAVE NO CONTROL.
THESE ARE THE IGNITED FIRES WITH NO WHERE TO GO,
BUT BURN DEEP WITHIN THE GLOW.
WHAT HAS ONE TO SHOW,
BUT AN ACHE SO LUSTRIUS IT GOES FOREVER TOLD.
THEN ONES DESIRE KEEP IN GRASP AND HOLD.
A CRANUIM MAY BE THE CENTER OF THE BABE,
BUT LOVING IS WHAT GAVE.
IT’S YOUR HEART I CAN’T SAVE.
Copyright © Jeanette Huston | Year Posted 2005
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