Love Isn'T Poem by Tony Noel Stevens

A love that communes,
while isolation beckons.
A bliss that’s endowed,
when burning magma reckons.

A love that is peaceful,
while hostile thunder shakes.
A warmth that protects,
when icy pressure breaks.

A love that’s abyss,
while blooming planes erode.
A faith that is firm,
when fickle leaves corrode.

A love blessed with light,
while night time shadows crawl.
A trust always pure,
when rusting iron trawls.

A love that’s eternal,
while seasons take their time.
A friendship into infinity,
when earthly plates align.

A love that is destined,
while gravity spins around.
A humility always aware,
when love is found.