The Love Is Calling Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

The Love is calling
I hear it now
no more time to ponder
and no longer will I wonder
I know the reasons why.

Those who choose to test me
keep your weapons sharp and ready
The long knife I am wielding
will cause your blood to run dry.

Fear me, for I am complete love
fear your shadows-evil ones tonight
I will catch you while you are sleeping
and leave your stone cold hearts seeping
your poisoned blood.