The Love Laws

HunterandHuntedHunterandHunted Posts: 140
edited September 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Soft candle-light extends its gentle touch toward flawless features,
Bringing home the essence of beauty,
Marking a return to innocence, in silence.
As though never having seen,
Eyes open for the first time,
That could go blind and remain happy,
Thankful for those few moments.

Waiting for the right moment - for the words to take form,
That could never adequately express the sentiment,
That would never be free from introspective scorn.
Waiting, watching, learning, yearning.

'Who should be loved, and how much, and how?'
What do you call 3 sheep tied together in the middle of Wales? - A Leisure Centre.
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