Love and courage go hand in hand
one without the other is quicksand
to love someone, therefore, is to stand
not on solid ground but on-moving-sand.
Ah, to moving sand, I give-my-heart
to the pinholes of light in the dark
to the shadow perpetually-moving
I give my soul to you, my love, my darling.
And as I do, I ask nothing-in-return
but know I yearn, I truly-yearn
to sink further than any falling-stone
ever did to reach my love at home.
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A beautifully crafted poem of love. Heartwarming and lovingly penned.