B. Frost

Love

The feeling that comes from the ones we adore
The purest of emotions the flavor for more 
 
It runs so deeply throughout the body and soul
It is the capsule that completes us and makes us whole
 
The innocence is angelic at a young delicate age
It can drive us to sadness then anger and rage
 
The warmth and comfort that it can bring from within
Pushes the limits of new boundaries again
 
The cold that fuels the chill to remember 
The flames at their hottest can make us surrender
 
The lust that attracts the eye to another
Smoldering underneath as it covers to smother
 
The years of happiness that fill us completely
Can take everything from us and leave us so empty
 
The space of alone as we rush to fulfill 
A necessary change to promote what we feel
 
Bury the hatchet and move ahead
A change in the mind a new outlook instead
 
The flame is renewed by the spark from the fire
The effortless pursuit can leave you beaten and tired 
 
The white that is pure in the feathers from above 
Can drive you to tears with the variables of love