Chapter Story Poem by Mark Heathcote

Love isn't a departure from one's self
It's merely the start of a new chapter
It's a page-turning story that compels
Us to feel another's inward rapture.

It's a book that as yet, isn't written
Impels us to open like a flower
It's the heart's prayer answered attrition
Now plough deserts with a water dowser.

It's that changeling child held in your heart
Held near to your breast that once you've kissed
You just can't resist; you can't now impart
To tell them, just go else you'll not exist.

As they've now become the binding cover
Chapter story you're one eternal lover.