Loves Dances
Love dances in the flames of fire
White hot and blue with lust
To orange and green with jealousy
Dancing ferociously onto itself a dust
Love is consumation
Where there is such great replete
Love is implanation
Unicostate unto each and ever the heart's beat
Love comes with no doubt
There being no recourse
Love is impeachable
It sets all our hearts free without any and all remorse
Love is the sustenance
Hoarded in the hearts of soul
When winter's life is at it's darkest
Love comes to warm us all.
Incomplete April 9,1991
Completed July 15,2012
poem by Midnights Voice
Added by Poetry Lover
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