Love

What is love if not a lark?
that somehow starts from but a spark
When are kisses, sweet to taste?
when passion tarries but not to waste

A lover's hand should be so slow
calm and patient unlike the show
Forever movies in my head
replace all feelings of loss or dread

The fairies dance and surround my heart
they comforted me when we had to part
The stars they glisten in her eyes
her gentle touch, a million sighs

I kiss her neck under the moon
she turns to kiss me but leaves too soon
What is love if not a flame?
that somehow singes but never tames

Everyone thinks they've found "The One"
Who makes their dark as bright as sun
But is the one truly for you?
Or merely a temporary inguenue?

Can the passion you hold within
be kept forever safe from whim?
So many lovers, so little time
Such as this here humble rhyme

I have loved and I have cried
I held a lover who just has died
but yet I still play my sad guitar
it soothes my soul and brings me stars

So, yes...the love it keeps me strong
I keep my heart aloft with song
The notes and passion seem as one
It is my moon and stars and sun

I will remain a happy soul
for angels guide me through the trolls
Forever more and unto the end
With beautiful music, my life, I spend

Cazzy