Summer Breeze in Our Tangled Hair

Love is fierce as it is tender.  
Love knows no name but its own.
Love has no time, no past,
Love is both self-denying and self-absorbed.

Love can build you up in happiness and break you down in sorrow too.
It is to be feared and yearned for;
Love is restless and passionate.
Love  has no face in the world.

How are we to trust such a feeling?
When its rush is less blunt than expected.
I close my eyes, love, to feel you deep,
In hopes my heart you gently keep.

Love is hurtful and sweet.
It is its own master and king.
Love is unseen;
Love is not unconditional, but it’s stronger than it seems

You asked me what love meant to me,
well, dear, I think we could both agree:
Love can be many things, what matters is that it lives in you and me

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~ by Meli.C on October 24, 2011.