What Love Is. Poem by Sandra Feldman

What Love Is.



Love is
A feeling
Like no other
That revendicates,
All that Life
May throw at you,
A heavenly blessing
That really matters
And the only
True happiness
Ever known.

A magic world
Of entire
Surrender
Body and Soul,
Never again alone,
Oh, my beloved,
My very own
What could be better
Than this love
That will be ours
Forever,
In this world
So, terrifying
Made out of,
Dangerous fire,
And so many
Hearts of stone.

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