my love on pages.

If I was to right a story of love
Would it even have an ending,

Continuous my hearts pages
Never bending,

If i was to write about heartache
Such love that bleeds in red,

Could I even find the words
Confined inside my head,

If I was to write a sequel
Would such heartache return,

Could I even open my wounds
To watch such pages burn,

Trust it doesn't come easy
It's something we must earn,

Love is forever no matter what
Lessons in life you learn.

Love's red rose
A bleeding thorn,
It is hate that fuels the fire
Willing such love to scorn.
Nardine Sanderson 17/06/2015