Out of the blue
you will find your true love.
You will be afraid
and you will be nervous.
but you will conquer all.
Love is not a kind hand.
it is not a spirit,
it is not just a happy embrace.
No, Love is anything that drives you,.
Passion, is what love is about.
Love is not about who, where, when or why.
it's about WHAT.
Love is everything and nothing.
If we, become extinct tomorrow.
What will you love.
The precipice of life,
as you look down,
sheer trepidation,.
that is fear.
but it is also love.
Fear doesn't always mean love.
but Love, always means fear.
Love is getting close,
love means being the rain that so effortlessly falls from the sky,
but love means being the flood that drowns the masses.
Love, means drinking from the well of water,
but Love means others will thirst.
Dividing your soul,
pouring not what is yours, but what could be OURS.
spending Hours, trying to find that perfect hand
to slide your hand next to.
Ripping half of your own heart out of your chest
only to give it to someone who doesn't have half a heart to give back.
love is Messy,
love is Chaotic.
Love can be New, or Old.
it can be Brave, shy, or even bold.
but you will find it.
And when you do.
Your world will be completed,
with a simple phrase.
"I Love You."
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"A Journey Through The Eyes of A Poet"
PoetryThis book encapsulates the ramblings that stumble through my mind in the darkest hours of the night. This book also gives you perspective on; love, heartbreak, anger, sadness, anxiety, death, and more.