In the Mood For Love Again
Is love a world within itself?
Never found on smoothest roads
To emersed to understand oneself
Held fragile for its heavy load
Ever longing to be bonded
Moving towards its rising flame
Only captured when needs are met
Often fraught with those to blame
Does its needs complete the world?
Forever searching for the other half
Over shadowed by its desires
Remember always torn photographs
Love is more a burning thirst
Offers the heart its crumbled ash
Voice now silent, as words disperse
Embattled love leaves a darkened path
Against this all, love will search
Grays the mood all have traveled
As life and love are both research
In this lab love's unraveled
Never leaves its roads of gravel
Frederic Parker
5/15/14
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