Written by a Moody Pen: Chapter 6

 

Written by a Moody Pen

(& Often a Sarcastic Muse)

 

 

Chapter 6

 

Love Is…

 

To feel like one

Though you are two.

To remain the same,

But each dawn you’re new.

To be beside

But distance kept.

To stand up straight,

Though allow to be swept.

To open your heart

But to still keep ’em guessing.

To have the strength

For any curse or blessing.

To speak without words,

But to use them as well.

To look to the future,

But let the past ring a bell.

To be as different,

But still see eye to eye.

To stay firm on the ground,

But to reach for the skies.

 

Love is something

Perfect, yet not.

It’s something that’s been found,

But is still being sought.

It cannot be seen

But can be felt within.

It’s as wide as the earth,

But as small as a pin.

 

All forms of love

Are different, yet the same.

It’s a feeling that should

Be wild and yet tame.

 

Love is a feeling

Of both the heart and the mind.

And love can be felt,

By all and any kind…