Warring within the hearts of men
and women, the rise and falling of
breath, the interpose of loves
fragrance sprawled among the rose
petals of life.
Shared passion, the dangers of
affection, good, bad, and the perils
of love, of complete love for life.
Love is a prison where escape is
unwanted, a life sentence to be
treasured, love is pride, love binds,
and love must truly be blind.
Love feeds hunger, love quenches
thirst, love overcomes darkness,
and love is the light that removes all
shadows of doubt.
Does love need explanation, for those
who know the invincible heights of love,
its fire, its tenderness, no; for these
people live within the boundaries of
true love.
©2013.annjohnsonmurphree
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Well, I think that just about covers it! Excellently written – I like the way that you have managed to convey an emotion without being overly emotional. I really enjoyed reading this. Thanks!
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Thank you Chris. Ann
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Reblogged this on Hey Sweetheart, Get Me Rewrite! and commented:
Catching up with Old Friends
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Thank you Terry, so good to hear from you again, have a great weekend; thank you for the comment. Ann
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Marvelous! Yes, as you say, love is a prison…but a so wonderful prison we choose, or should choose, free from any ties, because love is freedom, never an obligation. Have a nice Friday.
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Wonderful response, this poem created in thought while “just walking” during my daily routine. I try to stay away from too many “love” poems but at times the words/story will no longer hide within me. Thank you again for your comment. Ann
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You’re very welcome my friend…the pleasure is mine! Hqave a nice week-end and see you soon!
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excellent 🙂
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