What is love, if full of restrictions
That can never mend
So full of self-centeredness and evictions
Nothing within that can blend.
With love comes obedience
When we come to know is a blessing
But it is through the experience
Of caring and loving.
If we are going to love, it cannot be fall short of glory
Or otherwise our love was not chosen
Your life and dowry
Will forever be loosen.
Your compassions failed not
The love you have for me is merciful
That it will never decay or rot
Enables me to not be pitiful.
-t.blake
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Poetry"Act of Love" is a heartfelt and poignant poem that explores the depths and complexities of love. Through beautifully crafted verses, it delves into the transformative power of love, capturing the emotions, sacrifices, and profound connections that...
