write me a poem about love and I will find the words of the truth for what is love in its definition its meaning its weight its volume its giving its losing its finding its breaking its birth its glory its death
its flames rising from the ashes its blood forever beating in our hearts Its rhythm always dancing in our blood its soul living in our bones
for what is love if not the fate of and ghost of our footsteps the past running through the present the present holding dearly to the past the memory of the then and the now all the joy we find all the pain we endure
the blessing we taste on our tongue as we whisper the last word of a prayer the sin that clings to our lips as we linger in the sweet mouth of lust the fire blazing beneath our flesh as sweat soaks the sheets of our beds
what is love but the longing the searching the journey the sea the sand the waves the mist the shore the map the spot the mark the x the chest and the treasure singing within
what is love but the absolute the everything the everything we will find in the truth as you write me a poem about love