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06-20-02, 07:07 PM
Love is a darkness
A horrible worm that eats you from the inside.
Love is light,
A rainbow shimmering over a perfect valley.
Love is the mist rolling off the sea
And the freshly sprung flower
In a barren meadow.
It is the devil's saint
And a final hope for all things lost.
Love is the last ounce of good
In all that is evil,
And is the flickering light
Somewhere in the darkest night.
To love, is to be human.

~*Laura Danielle, 2002

06-20-02, 07:50 PM
that is really beautiful:)

06-25-02, 04:34 AM
Your writing is wonderful:) Whenever I think of love, I think of all that is good, but you went deeper...realizing that it also is the source of much sorrow...great poem:)