True Love Is... Poem by segun Johnson Ozique

True Love Is...



In the first instance, beautiful-vent of devoutness
Tagging along through bad times, the good and hell
Spending hour reminiscing common binding mundane
Hearts deeds wise head considers absolutely nonplus
Blowing hot or cold, sensitive in all weather
Swinging pendulum beyond logical relationship
Embracing peace of mind surpassing understanding
Full of glory; burning mood unquenchable by tradition
Enlightening gen, like light shown to darkened heart
Heart beholding eyes - mirror to the glory of rapture
Transformation anew from glory to grandeur by charm
Tier the fakes are sooner than later become bedraggled
Since not limited to head, heart, senses have to let go all
Where only the brave, heroic or passionate dare set foot

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