Attempt to describe the mystery of LoveA Poem by R.M.CLove is an undefined piece on a board So vast - edges beyond our conception; Bestowed equally to peasant or Lord; Revered alike upon reception. Love alters not with impediments, for Our mortal coils are beneath the divine, The intangible, the word of God; Nor Is it Time's fool, but matures like fine wine. Tempests of the emotional realm fail To bereave our sea of tranquility; Instead, prevailing winds catch in our sail - Forging onward, together, you and me. Pure of purpose and clear of mortal taints; In the blank canvas of life, Love's the paints.
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2 Reviews Added on March 2, 2016 Last Updated on May 27, 2016 AuthorR.M.CNorth-East England , United KingdomAboutI am a teenager from England, hoping to become an author - of poetry and different types of Novels. I also aspire to acquire a business enterprise (possibly through money earned from being an author) .. more..Writing
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