Love itself

Do you love 
For love itself 
Cannot be 
Do you love 
Like a wilted flower 
Waiting in the rain 
Love - do you love 
Between the passages 
Where tears fall 
Some have already fallen 
Upon the chopping block 
Love - fiend
Passion is dead 
Until angels play 
Romp in heaven 
Do you love 
For love itself 
T’is cannot be 
Life’s wealth 
For love is not measured 
It is felt in the pump of the heart 
A knee upon the ground ~ 
Will you love 
Or die a jilted lover’s death 
Love - fiend 
Passion may be dead 
Until the yellow flower comes forth 
Love - do you love 
For love itself cannot be alone