The Spirit of Love
Having met at a dance, we talk all night,
Not wanting to let you out of my sight.
A shooting star gives us a treat
On that special day, we meet.
The sun’s coming up over the hill.
Quiet love. Be still.
We start strong, then get confused,
Even though we remain amused.
A lot to share as we take a walk,
Feeling of love whenever we talk.
We go on a hike and sit by a stream.
Don’t you see what I mean?
We plan weekend trips to have something to do.
But then sometimes we get angry and stew.
We discover each other ever so slow.
But we need thoughtfulness and compassion, I know.
I’m full of confusion through and through.
Despite the thriving excitement, she’s confused too.
Maybe someday we’ll straighten it all out
And then we’ll know what it’s all about!
Copyright © 2019, Glenn Stok
Originally published on Medium on Oct 26, 2019
Photo credit: By Radu Florin on Unsplash
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