To love Is to remember The touch of your hand Your voice When you called me cariad My mouth remembers your kiss The feel of your lips Sensual touch of your tongue on mine The closeness this brings To love Is to want to be with Man woman or child To love them to want them near To take in their being When you love It tugs at your heart Making your chest swell With unknown pleasure Spreading to a smile your eyes lighting up face aglow The feeling of love Keeps you young at heart Helps you want to face another day Yet no more That love has lost its way Floundering in the brink of destruction Searching, for the exit of depression. Needs to see the light once more Yet all there is, is the heat of hells fire The internal hell, that goes around and around the brain Looking for answers, for the reason. Memories try to flood the senses Memories of the hope that once flourished Now is smouldering in the no mans land of waste Is there love ever after? This is the third writing with letter L. As suggested by Jan..