Value of Nurturing
lust just somehow happens
desire easily ignites
eagerly the heart opens
to the possibility of delights
oh, the excitement
of a new romance
that heated moment
a sensual dance
that luscious feeling
isn’t meant to last
it reaches its ceiling
then fades into the past
true love takes time
to grow and mature
reaching its prime,
it requires nurture
without any effort
love will deteriorate
the failure to court
makes loneliness one’s fate
like people, love ages
and needs some upkeep
with neglect the damages
will run profoundly deep
Copyright © Christy Stover | Year Posted 2017
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