Born with each emotion, a gift
from God, above, I struggled
for that one emotion which
I fear. The one we know as love.
So, frightened by the concept, I
ran as if in fright.
I hid those feelings deep inside,
and brought them out at night.
My only friend for all this time, a
fantasy so real.
And, felt the pain that love did bring
with scars that would not heal.
Those scars did cause grooves inside
the deepest caves of my heart.
Then the pain began to climb as
that person left and tore
my soul apart.
But, then I felt it come one day
and, it felt, so, good to be, so near.
So, I pushed it back outside
because my longing for it, brought fear.
No one knew the reason why that
love caused such alarm.
But I knew what it would do.
It produced a scar called harm.
It cost so much to feel and
love does not come cheap.
It requires choreography of
our laughter as we weep.
In order to know what love is, you
must open up your soul,
And never try to purchase love,
because it is something which can’t be sold.
It is easier to love someone because
when you love, you have control.
But, when love comes from another
it’s the reversal of that role.
Despite the myth, that has been told,
love is not actually blind.
But, what some people do with
love, might not be so very kind.
But, I shall look for love, despite
my fear, and pray it will not leave.
Because, when you love and it’s
returned, then that magic is conceived.
No hurt is felt.
That purity is lodged within.
Because, when love is that genuine,
it will be there when time does end.