Love is priceless, love is rare,
costs a heart and a sincere care.
When the thoughts entangle,
and the hearts miss a beat.
You may try to look away
but it still feels so sweet.
I don’t need to ask the wise,
nor wait for the stars to align.
I can feel your scent in the air,
what could be a better sign?
If a love seem lost,
then let it fizzle, let it fade.
It was a passing shower.
that people call fate.
If it feels like Ero's dart,
piercing across thy heart.
It was true from the start.
See the sign; play your part.
Reflections of the rainbow,
rolling thunder of the clouds.
Thy thoughts in this wind,
are making me sing aloud.
When a heart is cold,
it is a heart of ice,
it may feel certain;
it may feel nice.
When the heart is warm
it will feel, it will flow.
You’ll feel the light
You’ll feel the glow.
I've always been on your side,
You can share; you can confide.
Ebb is near in tough times' tide,
Let love be our eternal guide.
Love is priceless, love is rare,
costs a heart and a sincere care.
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Offline) - Published: March 19th, 2026 04:36
- Category: Love
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The price of things can not always be put on a balance even though the Egyptians believed that Anubis weighed them against a feather. Love can only be measured by the giver and receiver. Well done
Thank you, dear Poet.
You are most welcome
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