Love Without A Blueprint? Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter

God accomplishes His purposes heart to heart.
Though unhealthy games make love depart!
A gen'rous heart repairs a sland'rous tongue.
Yet fools can’t be honored, any day that’s done.
Heart strings need light of appreciation;
Apathy brings dust-in without conservation.

With our musical notes, not of God’s blue-print,
We mirror our emotions in losses of stubborn flint.
We go marching, around the merry-go-round…,
Like a top spinning repeating patterns in town.
As cups we need filling, of comfort we seek,
Then we have games of: hide, don’t look, or peek!

Ignoring boomerang’s golden-rule, lusty kids at school,
Fearful of love, what’s secure, dominated-so, we rule!
Hearts of casualties denying’s loves best,
Hungry for love but settle 4-lust and second guess.
Shrinking-hearts in voiceless sorrow,
Escape with virtual reality, drugs to borrow.

Solitude’s not golden, when apathy’s near.
Even though perfect love casts-out all fear.
Expecting ones to give- what never 1st. was given.
If keeping love takes forgiveness, why don’t we have heaven?
God says only to the degree we love can we give…
Without love’s blue-print, and life in prayer, can love live?