To know love in its truest form
Is to know death.
To love,
Means to die:
To close your eyes to all else,
To hold your ground,
Defend what’s yours.
To lie still -
To stand,
When your world says run.
To pull in your wondering lusts - -
To hold cupids hands,
More so,
His arrows;
To take your own aim -
To look through a barrel.
To love like a fool - -
To believe the inconceivable,
To bury memories,
To burn bridges;
To love with your heart,
Not your mind -
To live in your Heart's mind.
To search for and believe you have something special -
Something impossible to find.
To love through good,
Bad,
Happy,
Sad.
To love like a fool -
A fool unaware of time.
To sacrifice all
For your love's sake.
To forgive,
And forget,
What your heart cannot take.
I believe,
To love is but to die.
Copyright © 2007 Leslie Alexis
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