•Concept of Love•
No direction, but there's a way.
Can wait, can be left out.
Can be temporary, can be forever.
Can be left, can be embraced.
No time, place or distance.
No width, height or shape.
Not bronze, silver or gold.
Not backwards, onwards or still.
sadness and happiness.
suffering and peace.
One or the other.
Just for you or shared with others.
We can't catch it.
But comes when we least expect it.
At times of need,
It's either rejection or acceptance.
This is the concept of love, my friend.
We will never understand.
It's not measurable by the understanding. Nor by weighing the spirit.
All I know, is that it confuses us.
That is something Love hasn't failed to make us feel.
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Tacenda ♡ [Poetry]
PoetryTacenda (n.) Things better left unsaid; matters to be passed over in silence "My poems were as deep as the heart they were written with. "Poetry is what the heart says when the mouth can't speak." Copyright © RavishingPoet 2018 [Highest In Poetry...
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