Terthas

Love Incarnate II


The depth of the mystery enhances my sensory
And I relish in this selfish release,
That you may see your way back to me
Engaging in sage advice thrice more
For the karma of good charms
Not third eye blind, our spirits hear it
That concise call to rise and fall
Within each other's discovered reaches
And learn the secrets that earning love teaches.


Love's sweet dreams
Protects us from
The loneliness
That sometimes comes


It is the way they don't that'll teach you to love.
Through the waves of the sun it soars like a dove.
If Cupid is on the hunt and is not careful.
The wings may be clipped by a piercing arrow.


The strings of a whisper hum in the night
From her harp like voice
She sings of how winter comes within sight
Sometimes warped by choice
Into the loving embrace of the warmest Spring,
And through welcoming grace, her storms will bring
An otherwise abrasive chill
To an energized sensation, a thrill.
I’m ever still in love with Love.



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