Tuesday, April 16, 2019

#16 On Love




If you let me,
I will love you,
like a flower 
loves the sun.
Like the moon
loves the stars.
Like a rainbow
loves the sky.
If I let you,
will you love me?

2 comments:

Elizabeth said...

I really like your brief exploration on love. The final question made me grin. I have found that love has a mind of its own and goes where it wants, no matter how much we might will it otherwise. Perhaps that is why, for untold centuries, poets have been attempting to capture and thus define it. Yet, it seems to retain its mystery.

Elizabeth
https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2019/04/16/echo/

flaubert said...

Simple and beautiful with the ultimate question.
Lovely, Marianne.

Love,
Pamela