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It Is Still Love

It Is Still Love

In the very light of a magnificent sunrise
I reflect on the very reason we love?
and when we love
well, it's not always sunshine and strawberries is it?
sometimes the skies are yellowĀ 
and in a twist of fateĀ 
death can be the one true very cruel dividerĀ 
love can be grief wrapped up in a bow
disguised as something that we think we crave?
we think we need and we hold onto
all the while being the very thingĀ 
that stops us from being who we really areĀ 
love, can take us to the top of a mountainĀ 
and it can also leave us under an avalancheĀ 
be it mud, rocks and even a whole forest
of trees perhaps?
painfully broken, suffocating, in the dark
Ā 
but still in the world in which I live… 
Ā 
it is still love.
Ā 

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Rory McGinlay

May be the sole thing that has perpetuated the human race, don't you believe? Digging deep in this one H. But, you really always do, don't you?Ā 

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Shirley Harrison

Digging ,because when it comes to love, there isn't anything else to do is there,  Thank you dearest Rory, humbled by our mutual understanding of poetry. 🌹

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Nine Eleven

I wish others could experience love.Ā 

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Shirley Harrison

It would be impossible not to experience the thing that keeps us alive, in which way we experience it, is in the heart of each individual. Thank you so much. 🌹

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Jac Tales

A Lovely Poem about all kinds of love. Great Verse.

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Marion

You said in all in beautiful words. Love is everything x

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