Love lives not inside my heart
but like a brook, runs through me
it babbles, gurgles, moves like waves
and can be all consuming
An icy river flows across
the ice caps of the summit
crystal clear, from tip to Earth
my Love has just become it
I swim in dancing waters often
and I'm careless with my skin
for nicks and scrapes and surface wounds
are healed from outside, in
the ocean asks not of the bay
a promise of it's keeping
still with the tide she never ceases
sowing and then reaping
my stream is everlasting
overflowing every cup
and what I give is not a loss
but a chance to sharpen up
some have tried to siphon me
in attempt to dry me out
giving scars that I once thought
I would never live without
but time has made me wiser
and my truth has set me free
I pour my love on my terms now
not for them
for me
so if you see me black and blue
don't pity the life I live
for I wear with pride the marks of all
the love I’ll always give
About the Creator
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