Sometimes Love Has Thorns
Sometimes love has thorns
It pricks, it rips You mourn
Your mind is worn Your heart is torn
Waiting for love to be reborn
Surrounded by the flame of my desire
Amidst dancing shades of orange and blue
My soul emits the warmth of a glowing fire
My hearts energy still connected to you
With purpose and passion
We began our new life
Not always in fashion
You made me your wife
There's been laughter and tears
Throughout multiple years
Some conquered fears
Others that steadfastly adheres
Sometimes love has thorns
It pricks, it rips You mourn
Your mind is worn Your heart is torn
Waiting for love to be reborn
I have seen how love can morph
With nowhere else to go
Emotions that dwindle and dwarf
When couples refuse to grow
How could I ever acknowledge
that age would interject
Remove me from your memory
How could I even suspect
Surrounded by the flame of my desire
My heart is on fire, my head has crashed
Where will I find the love I require
from the man I admire , our children you sired
Sometimes love has thorns
It pricks, it rips You mourn
Your mind is worn Your heart is torn
Waiting for love to be reborn
Mosaic pieces of the puzzle
from our interlocked past...
Surely that has to be enough to last
Come back to my languished heart
Press the reset button to start
Sometimes love has thorns
It pricks, it rips You mourn
Your mind is worn Your heart is torn
Waiting for love to be reborn
Copyright © Donna Roberts | Year Posted 2017
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