After years, repressive relationships
Are reputed to stifle all need.
Dull acquiescence takes full control, whips
Until dead the tenderest soul, feeds
Despair until nothing survives, yet life
Is strange. Conditions can turn when firey
New love strikes again, from ether, love's knife,
Cutting through stony souls, un-clothes desire.
Re-lighting unstoppable dreams. Being part
Of the undying permanent, love makes
Sudden appearances, revives tired hearts.
Chances seized wholly is all that it takes.
Fay, I agree undying permanent love is great, it has no doubts, worries or despairs.
When you are ageless love gets every chance to rekindle, take that chance enjoy I say Top write my friend 10 +++ Chris
How very true Fay...enjoyed this poem very much...thank you
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More beautiful wisdom for the romantically challenged. Mea Culpa!