Wednesday, January 16, 2013



Love is but connection,
a drawing, holding close
an energy in heart and mind;
the glue, the truth, the hope.
And sometimes it can loosen,
the sinews not so strong,
as time and distance dictate,
that certainty is gone.
But still there is this yearning,
for bonds which will be true,
connecting through eternity;
for love which will  endure.


About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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