*how love made me think*

i thought I lost love the way love spoke to me it spoke with the sky's thunder and heaviness of sad clouds i was awashed— with grief more than my heart could carry more than the powers of my love love calls me its sun up to which it looks i call love my sky from and to which --i come and return the pain of losing love is not enough do you know what is worse? it's the joy of "forevermore" cut short and the worst loss is: love, true, unmatched, unblemished.
*© Aboo-l-Marjaan*