And So It Is To Love Poem by Matthew Holloway

It is to love I live
It is to love I write
It is why I dictate poetry
And witness the endless
sleepless beautiful nights
Embers of soul and heart
Flicker in the skies above
It is to love, to love
I live, I die, I dream
Oh sweet nectar of words
Cascade upon my page
And tell me of this word
That so compels us all
To read and embrace poetry
Be it nature or history
Whether the weather withers
Or the morning dew kisses
It is all is is
And so it is to love