Love.
Love, is an ocean.
Echoes in, forever, motion
Love, is a breath
Too deep, to chest
You asked me what Love was, once,...
& I, knew naught thereof
Well,
Are you a puddle,
or an ocean?
When those that you love
throw rocks,
do they fall
to silt or sand?
Can you,
under storm,
feel the calm,
as it falls deep
Because if you embodied Love
arms out, stretched
shore to shore
& you took the sun,
as you took the storms
Knowing everything
thrown at you,
it'd all fall
to the floor
where darkness
takes hand
to make it all
just, no more
For when you find,
your silt & sand
you'll rest easy,
with the done
& what can
& the second,
you see him,
It'll feel like
you've never felt love before,..
Because you're okay,
knowing pain,
is soon sand
Apr 23, 2017
Apr 23, 2017 at 5:52 AM UTC
Love.
Love, is an ocean.
Echoes in, forever, motion
Love, is a breath
Too deep, to chest
You asked me what Love was, once,...
& I, knew naught thereof
Well,
Are you a puddle,
or an ocean?
When those that you love
throw rocks,
do they fall
to silt or sand?
Can you,
under storm,
feel the calm,
as it falls deep
Because if you embodied Love
arms out, stretched
shore to shore
& you took the sun,
as you took the storms
Knowing everything
thrown at you,
it'd all fall
to the floor
where darkness
takes hand
to make it all
just, no more
For when you find,
your silt & sand
you'll rest easy,
with the done
& what can
& the second,
you see him,
It'll feel like
you've never felt love before,..
Because you're okay,
knowing pain,
is soon sand
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