Molten Hot Lava Love Poem by John Ackerman

wrestles hearts beating alone tonight
love has gained yet sometimes love has lost humanities heaviest of cost
you stood outside in your nice skirt in the rain
waiting for your love to come
then in an instant he was there
now he holds her
for when he looks deep into her eyes he could see his future
filled with bright beauty of the hope for tomorrow
amidst all the sadness & sorrow
shelter lies dormant amidst its beckoning plow
sadness fill her eyes once again for he departs
leaving her a stranger in a strange land
her whole soul permeates for a reason to believe in

out of the corner of her eye
she spots a reflection of a woman torn in circumstance
not willing to take part in the dance
yet she still longs for tender romance
a break in her routine away
from all the hurt and mockery
now living in a land of make believe
light & love
two hearts return together again this time best of friends
shattered glass on the parchment floor
lest I implore another opened door by way to willingly explore
for love is the essence of her existence shun the resistance
light of illumination
sullen brevity
captures the mere vortex of her eye

hands, eyes & feet
a place to meet and greet
smiles
inside she still hides her soul permeates to a lavish decorum
to relish in the way of better days
to capture sweet reflections of her past
having so much fun with a hope that it would last
one hand to hold a heart will mend
a visitation filled with gratitude in her illustrative thoughts
she dances in a ring of fire yet throws off its challenge with a shrug
molten hot lava love