When Love Is Not Enough

Love is not enough sometimes; like melting wax on a candle as it burns and vanishes into a kiss. You pour every ounce of love hoping that what you offer will come back to you. Those that love too much, are the ones that hurt the most, but they're your universe's core. An Ocean; it is not an ocean without the briny breeze, the nascent, lulling movements from its eternal depths and the seagulls that soar above her surf. And where, the murmur ambiance above the endless horizon meets the indigo sea. Where the brimming laden stars flicker, whirl loud beneath a bright blue sky, and the green blade of the herbal sweet sedge. And where, in and out the bees, butterflies, and hummingbird flutter to savor nectar from a chalice of fragrant flowers. Reflecting on the weaved fabric of past days weighs heavy on my mind, as the evening unlaces and draws to a closing night. Those moments my heart quivers as the opalescence clouds veil the scene. Time for bed, my bed beside the window, I glean the heavens trying to hold back tears from flowing, famished for warmth. There is no shame in crying tears. Where love is not enough, fall to the living soul; mood as gray as the sky, which the sun finishes. Slowly, leisurely, with romance to whom love will be, the taste of wine and stroll upon the beach alone. 2/24/2022 Poetry Contest: Some broken hearts never mend' Sponsored By: Faraz Ajmal