Love Illuminates

A poem about love

The sun collapses at dusk
To welcome the romantic night
Love that flowers life
Creates endless time
That some believe
Only in fairy tales
Do the vicissitudes recede
That lips are sweet like honey
That hope is never weak
Yet its life's mysterious purpose
That blooms withering hearts
That sparks such lovely intentions
so much
That we write and write and write
 

Author's Note

First draft. Comments welcome for its betterment. Thanks. :)

Reviews

All the elements of life, are loving too, I guess, I think or somehow, they are bounded to eachother, this was a good read, thank you beautifully crafted.

- Elisa

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

Yes we write for love, the second to last line seems longer than the others?

Very fine lines.

I'd just keep it as *That sparks such lovely intentions*

[Phantom Heart]

Thanks, The length of the line is driving me crazy. I think when we see our own writing over and over, we can't always see the change we need. If that makes sense. Thanks for your review.

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

I know how you feel, I can't even tell which of what I write is good or bad. I'm totally blind to it.

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

Love evolves
to become itself...
selfless and pure