When Love Quakes - Poem by William Blackman
When love quakes no other feeling comes close.
I gaze upon the most elegant stem and rose.
Movement in the heart and soul like rumbling beneath the feet.
Searching high and low with romantic eye and fleet.
Captured, the man and woman and now they believe.
Trust in one's instincts tend not to deceive.
Deny not me more minutes anytime of happiness.
Holding out the arms welcoming all the craziness.
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