Comments about Louis Gonzalez
A Soul Incomplete
It’s been said love is blind, but it is not dumb,
Years go by and all you feel inside is numb.
Times spent on searching for that one,
Not wasted but perfected like the rising of the sun.
Things never seen in others make us doubt our reflection,
Time is unkind never to return makes us pause for introspection.
Looking for love like a rhyme and a reason,
Lovers come and go like the changing of the seasons.
Always afraid of the passion deep inside, like a burning flame
Moths draw near afraid to commit to a love that never will tame.
A kind of love that rings ...