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Dustin Price May 2012
Love hath no boundaries, no rules and no limit,
Yet love be but a word if you are not in it

Any second thought, any problem or doubt,
Give them to me, let me throw them all out

My heart be yours truly, through thick and through thin,
Reassurance I need, that you'll let it in

Through times of great stress, sorrow it may seem,
My heart remain open, for you it doth gleam

Fog and great blizzard show of no fight to thee,
All i wish is one term, that you still love me

This desire of mine, the hope i have bared ,
For the love i do have, to none be compared
Dustin Price May 2012
Be it the brush of a quill, or the touch of a pen,
The tools of the hand, written thoughts of men

Words of pain, and words of delight,
Words of what is wrong and what is right

Words of strength and unimaginable bravery,
Words of sorrow and unthinkable slavery

Words of a smile, wishing upon an aura so bright,
Words of a scowl, restoring the ache of a cold, lonely night

With words we grasp tight, from words we believe,
By words we all live, through words we achieve

By written hand or printed page,
May each barren line be a block for your stage

Let your mind wander, make the silent chords heard,
Express all there is, with the power of a word
Dustin Price May 2012
With every hurt, and every pain,
The scars of broken-will remain

Withered eyes and souls despaired,
One feels none, and none be shared

When Lights go dim and darkness shows,
One thinks of life, both high and low

The spirit of man, how damaged may be,
Strength taketh over, from shadows, is free

With chains' grasp no more, a lightness revealed,
Released from a bond, forever thought to be sealed

The seal, now broken, let love enter in,
This reward, if you must, be the goal in the end
Dustin Price May 2012
Forgotten, so it seems, a love left unfinished
A heart now abandoned, a passion diminished

An ache and a pain, unrelenting sorrow
A hope now released, a prayer for the morrow

As darkness descends, a hand reaches out
A hand at the ready, apprised of this route

The touch so familiar, as if acquainted
Has it no face?, your sight remain tainted

A smile now you see, this touch you now know
Yet it seem from above, it give strength from below

As closer be drawn, to this one nameless face
Your heart does now know, this be true love's embrace

— The End —