The h2g2 Poem
Created | Updated Sep 18, 2002
Loving You
Love would not exist.
If Love is to be a possessive power,
requiring continuous gratification of self,
Jealousy would surly reign, and destroy.
Then love is dead!
Love though is not dead, it is alive.
It is a warm feeling that lives, within our hearts, our minds, our souls.
Love grows as we grow older. Strengthening as we become weaker.
Love's tie requires no sight nor touch.
For Love is!
Love is there in the morning, when we wake.
It is there when we work, when we rest.
There also in the land of dreams, where we meet.
We meet in love!
Love wraps around us a cloak of surety,
and in life's dark moments, we simply have to think of the other
and their love is felt, like a ray of warm sunshine.
Love is alive! For I love you!
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