On Love

He turned to me 

and in his sweet soft voice

said,

speak to me of love,

and so I raised my head

and my shoulders and I did… 

Me,

if one is not willing to fight for ones’ love 

then love is lost 

when the tongue be stubborn in silence 

even though the heart

be full of warmth wants to speak 

love is lost

If one feels alone

even though one is in love, 

that love is lost.