What is love
But snow falling softly in the crisp moonlit night
With layers of passion melting slowly into the next
To the rains and floods that churn our hearts into uncertainty
Only to see that the heavens still pull new life from the earth in a symphony of glorious beauty
To then the fun in the summer sun
As lovers swim naked in the waters made of their winter night's passions
The leaves begin to fall with the cooling breeze
And love is felt in the heart through the painted mountains
We remember that without change
Love can easily be forgotten
As new passion starts in the cold dark nights
With every new layer of love
Given through the humble heart
Of the creator
Wed 1st Feb 2023 01:39
Thanks Helene, Stephen, and Tom for the positive comments. They are appreciated. And thanks to everyone who liked the poem as well! They are also appreciated!
Peace and Love
Tue 24th Jan 2023 14:11
Really enjoyed this one.
Mon 23rd Jan 2023 21:26
Lovely stuff 🌈
Mon 23rd Jan 2023 14:01
Beautiful! Wonderful how the poem moves through the seasons as it explores the movements of love. Nuanced exposition & lovely imagery.
Loved this poem on love!
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