Where Love Is Found

When subtly asked where
real, flaming love is found
One is inclined to say:
The eager arms of a lover
The heat of lips on fiery lips
A tender, caressing gaze
A body warm beside you.

But has anyone told you
how words and verses can
arouse you in their embrace
How the passion of a poem
can cause an explosion that
rocks your unsuspecting soul
and brings you to your knees
begging, begging for more.


It is only about three years ago that I started giving myself wholeheartedly to poetry. What started off as a medium for expression, soon became a reflection of my deepest self. I discovered an intimacy in poetry that wasn’t possible in prose. An intimacy so stimulating, a cascade so beautiful, that there is no option but to remain addicted.


4 thoughts on “Where Love Is Found

  1. True….love is bliss, yes, I guess a lucky few experience though..Cool poetry,RenπŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘Œ


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