Love Through it All

November 30, 2008
By Anonymous

Love is life
Requiring blissful strife
And death the main attraction
We desire another’s soul
And do so by giving our whole
Giving up all that we are
Endowing them with power
Sharing all our tears and our frightful fears
Until inside each other’s eyes looks like mirrors
Love is destruction
The passion, the fire
And after all the only thing to let our souls retire

The author's comments:
The poem has no rhyme or reason because love has no rhyme or reason

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