Tuesday, October 30, 2012

the art of loving

      photo by Ashley Lebedev
i can see beyond the dirt and dust
young and old hold my heart aloft
the balance is ever wavering but not lost
never lost to one who loves
the man, a boy, the tears, unjust
chiseled and honed thru my years
ever looking beyond my might
before and after, in front or behind
the love is old and never ending
blending as the days turn me
adding laughter catching the light
the eyes are young and love the plight
a heart is filled and emptied still
over and over i add the color
remembering the words and the life
another one is ever still
while looking into the sun and moon
just as bright will shine thru me
arms will hold and rearrange
for comes one and then the other
life isn't just one color, one day, one night
from the painter comes the brush
his hair is fair to turn around
my eyes have never left that heart
i see the rays of expecting darkness
the wrong or right doesn't matter
my love will cover the all encompassing
sweeping away whatever must
minds me not as life returns
again and again to remember
the dirt, the dust, whose tears
we know all too well and
still i color my life, my heart
the days and nights are the years
theirs are old and young again
never letting go and no goodbyes
ever present are the looks of others
knowing not how its done
the art of love cannot be undone.

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All you need is love. But a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt. Charles M. Schulz