Wednesday, June 14, 2017

True love

Built on foundations to not ever crumble
stood a solid block of true love
but time took a chisel and chipped every day
until the block was reduced to rubble.

The bits landed in places where humans resided
and as would happen they germinated
to grow the most beautiful “I love you, I do”
in the midst of unbridled chaos.

There followed a time of utter confusion
because humans, of course, had no clue
until finally, finally, they all decided
they’d try their best to just feel it.

So they prodded and stroked and caressed
but, lo and behold, it lay there inert
because it never was taken inside
away from the maddening crowd.

It still grows today in the heat of dismay
which just goes to show that love never dies
but, oh, how it cries in the dead of each night
to simply be taken inside.

And once inside it will blossom and bloom
and be forever a thing to be treasured
but leave it outside and the “I love you, I do”
remains as before inert!

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