Love Is...

Perpetual  

In Nature 

It sees no  

End  

In Sight. 

Eternal  

Existence 

Inferno  

Resistant 

Its truths 

Always  

Forthright. 

It comes down  

From  

The Heavens; 

In Rain  

That  

Touches All. 

We  

Chase it, 

We  

Embrace it, 

It catches  

Those  

Who fall. 

Envelopes us 

In thick,  

Dense  

Fog 

That never 

Dissipates 

Settles  

Deeply 

In our 

Midst 

A close  

Cousin  

Of  

Fate. 

It has  

No place 

With  

False pretense 

It has  

No Place  

With lies 

It never  

Leaves 

Nor  

Disappears 

Its spirit  

Never dies. 

For at the  

Root 

Of It 

Is Truth. 

Denial  

Is  

Obscene. 

You have it 

Or you  

Have it not 

There is  

No  

In-between. 

Its  

Fait accompli 

Chooses you 

Before  

You can 

Agree 

To share 

Its 

Beauty 

With someone 

I’m blessed  

That it  

Chose  

Me.