Seasons of Love
Love is something nice and warm.
It bubbles up and takes the form
of: sunsets, roses, that first kiss,
and other things that bring you bliss!
We think about it day and night.
The feeling that you're in mid-flight!
Soaring high above a world of hate.
Where death and darkness have to wait!
Yet back again we fall to earth.
Into a pit, in our black hearth.
We take a breath, and look around,
then light appears without a sound.
Copyright © Amanda Simmons | Year Posted 2007
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