What about it... Love
Why should we poets write of flowers...
of the silence of the seas,
and what of the music in our dreams?
Why do we recall the names of ghosts of the past,
who should have been long buried in our hearts?
What do we hope to accomplish by walking the night...
pleading to the moon?
Love.
What about it?... Living with Love... Lost without Love... Can't breathe without...
Love.