Love's Longings

How much of love is longing’s dream
A sheltered search to fill a need
Peering from beneath the gray of doubt 

And yet devoid of fear save self
A kite-less string attempts to fly
Spurred on as scented winds pass by

For love is neither string nor kite
Nor tinder’s ever-present flame
Nor passion’s scathing conflagration

She is a touch, this seductress
A slightly trembling growl
A flash of light through the gray

She is a softness etched in stone
A hardness willing to be shaped
A blending of the needs of now

She is an ever-changing dream
A feather caressing an anvil
A chisel softly shaping a heart

For if love is not our longing’s dream
Why sleep amid the tinder and flame
Whispering “I love yous” to the wind
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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October 5, 2024 at 9:00 AM
John, SO many personified qualities you've given to love's longing, and all quite poetically in opposition to each other, which makes them all the more magical. My faves are "a softness etched in stone" and the last three lines. Beautiful.
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