Love

To sever the memories
is like a guillotine to the heart,
cutting out the good times and
placing water on the spark.

I entertain the thoughts that
hold you ever close to me,
as I quickly recognized love,
when love recognized me.




It is quiet this morning
as the song birds don't sing,
the tree frogs are on vacation
and the rooster must be sleeping .

There in the silence,
your voice I hear,
reminding me of
all we share.

With you I am stronger,
happy and content as can be,
taking on all the mountains
and conquering all my dreams.

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