Leonard Snow


Our Way Of Love - Poem by Leonard Snow

I think that love
is neither deaf nor blind
nor foolish nor brave
nor patient nor kind

I think that love
is neither quiet nor loud
nor gentle nor harsh
nor humble nor proud

I think that love
is neither envious nor vain
nor freedom nor abandon
nor prison nor chain

I think that love
is neither a blooming flower
nor a raging storm
nor a fleeting hour

I think that love
is neither a waking breath
nor a sleepy yawn
nor a kiss of death

I think that love
is how you make it to be
We'll find our own way
just you and me


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 11, 2012



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