Over Time
Love is a bloom of purity and vigor
that becomes a new world far bigger
and engulfs our hearts over time
starts small then begins to climb
as we search the eyes to discover
we'll find we have found a lover
a hauntingly beautiful face
to fill our soul's lonely space
with a warm joyous light
on lover's wings, we'll take flight
to seek our fortune and treasure
through the years we'll weigh and measure
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2024
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