Love
Never a flower
Without a bee.
Never a honey
Without a bear.
Never a rose
Without a stem.
Never a moment
In endless time
Where two souls
Will fail to meet,
They are destined,
They are meant
To be.
A blood drop from
A heart.
A tear drop from
An eye.
A rainstorm
From a darken
Weathered cloud.
Love is how
The world spins,
Love is not to
Waste,
Love is not
In haste,
And love
Is never meant
As hate.
Life could go on
Without love,
But the there
Would be no
Passion between
Souls.