Poet\'s Dream

Is this what love is?

 

My mother shouting, words sharp and clipped

My stepfathers raised tone and hardened eyes

They shared a warm embrace, once upon a time

Is this what love is?

Hands laced tight for a crowd

Hearts filled with nothing but greed 

They kiss on cue, a perfect relationship 

Is this what love is?

Seven years of history and secrets

Now warmth and trust dissolve to silent tears

The shoulder to lean on slowly disappears

Is this what love is?

Eyes burning from the blue lit computer screen

An aching heart relying on a digital dream

You got yourself, that\'s all you need

Is this what love is?

Buried deep beneath the blanket mounds

Pressed to a pet\'s warmth against the ground

Giving tender devotion to these fluffy creatures

Is this what love is?

Step outside, breathe the crisp air in

The giggle of fall leaves, the early sunshine

Cool lake water kissing sun warmed skin

Is this what love is?

We search for every hidden meaning

Finding, creating, shifting shape

Just to ease an ache

That never stops its quiet yearning

For love.