sorenbarrett

Amare

Love comes in a whisper,

in a shout,

in the flash of fireworks,

in the slow building of layers of sediment

How can you understand

What you can not see

Can not hear

Can not taste

Can not smell

Can not touch

How then can you understand love?

It has no width

It has no breadth

It has no height

Yet you say you feel it.

Love can not be understood or explained

Nothing from this world applys

Compleatly illogical, driven by a different force

Dimentionless and beyond time

Those that say that they have lost it, never had it

It is not born and does not die.