LOVE

I hear you Over there as you call to me...
"Come,  come and follow."
A glow  and warm with  emotion, it  speaks  again...
"I'll illuminate your world and captivate your soul,
I'll grant you half the other half, half  lacking to be whole."
Beautiful is its essence, bathed in light.
Its presence overwhelms me,  calling...
"Come, come take my hand and follow,  I'll lead you to a light,
where there you'll find your friends ,  and I Love" .

But  soon I'll take  you back in  night.

I feel you...everywhere, I hear you call to me...
"Come, come and follow...  I'll awake with you each tomorrow,
And in sweet slumbers visions, it is I Love."
Intense is Loves eye's of the bluest of bluest skies,
Love sighs...  "Together it is you...  Together it is I."
Love then renders me assurance, for Love never dies.

I see you...  I hear you...over there, everywhere calling,
"Come, come and follow, It is thee, Love...in all my facades and attire_.
Loves radiance burns...eyes now of fire.
Cold is Loves touch and short is Loves fuse.
Love plays with my mind simply to amuse.
Love tells me lies.  Love leaves me confused.
Love has changed!
"Pure, real and true, I am ",Love recalls..."You will come and follow!"
Loves luscious lips now takes a defensive pause...
"Shut up bitch and do as I say, for I am Love, Love happens this way_!"
Love leads me on a wonderful flight...  Gripping my hand, jerks me back to night.
"You're good when you're good, only when your good for me..."  Love states precariously.

I hear you, I feel you, I truly see you as you call...
"Come, come and follow me, Love."
Yet Love is pretentious, arrogant, and selfish.  A preoccupied tease.
Love aims itself briefly to temporally appease.

I hear you, over there, calling me...
"Come, come and follow...follow me in all my allure."
To this I say Love...  I shall Love you Love no more.
I will not be deceived.
For you are but temptation's whore,
And I shall Love no more!

By Carolann Sirchie