We love who we love
And yet the song remains the same
In our hearts a knowing
In our actions a grace
Nothing can erase that feeling
Nothing can change that face
We love who we love
With no foreboding of spirit
just a space for being
Growing within each other
Growing without haste
We love who we love
A sensation that cinders
Always approaching an end
A short lingering glow
A mirror for our souls
A mirror to our senses
We love who we love
Everything else is merely for show
What price fame?
What price freedom?
Yet love is exempt
It is all without exception
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Author:
Emile Dubois (
Offline) - Published: July 17th, 2017 03:17
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Comments3
this is inspiring and definitely publishable. you should think about submitting this to maybe bring future peace to the world eventually.
Many thanks for your kind words. I have many poems that are under an umbrella title..so maybe soon I'll look into it
Very true, the last line is so right. Good write.
Thanks for reading and commenting..appreciated.
that's love for ya.
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