Love, something we all live with, dream of, or hope for
Tis a gift that is not to be taken lightly
A gift from one heart to another given in faith
From one soul wanting to give to another soul longing to receive
Coming together from darkness and sorrow, from loss and despair
Into the glow of a rainbow after the rains have fallen
Sunshine lights the path, though it be dark in the early morn
A new dawn is to awaken the sleeping heart of the lost soul
A new era approaches the lives of two who have wandered
Within the shadows of their life, the attic of their minds
Where dust had gathered a breeze now gently blows all away
To reveal the beauty of what may come and shine forth
A beauty that can only be shared by two with faith in themselves
and trust in their hearts
A desire for consummate love bubbles within and gives a reason to live
To live and let every moment together count, waste not one day nor even one moment
This is beauty that can overcome the darkness, a love that can grow
When given the chance to risk, to grab hold of the clouds and soar
Open the door, let it all in, cherish it, live it, and do not let go
Refrain not when love knocks gently on your heart's door
One has so much to give, the other has so much need
to be loved and cared for, someone to walk with, to be there
Which is the one who needs to give, or the one who needs to be
Held and loved, nourished and soothed, it changes from day to day
Arms that ache to be holding the one, the love that blooms
A fire that burns and must be quenched before it consumes
Love cannot grow if not given a chance,
A risk not taken is to not feel the dance
Of moments together to create memories
Swaying together with a garden breeze
Gently caressing the lovers that embrace
Behind curtains of white gossamer lace
From shaking hands and heart, about to risk, a Sacred Love begins to grow, born of purity and faith, trust and spiritual knowing
There are times when someone also needs the courage to just live
Reach out, take the hand offered, take the heart that loves you
Treat it with great care, and give back the love
And the rose, when turned, becomes Eros, the god of Love
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