Why Love Can’t Leave My Poetry

Words come and go
Emotions flow
through my lines
Subjects change
But you and love
are always there
are always present
in my poems

You witness
Love observes
You are woven
into every verse
You are the muse
Love the ink
with which I write
You are the breath
that breathes
each poem alive

Without you,
without love
there wouldn’t
be poetry at all

©RoseGirl2020

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