Romance

Love isn't like a reservoir.

You'll never drain it dry.

It's much more like a natural spring.

The longer and the further it flows,

the stronger and the deeper

and the clearer it becomes.

COMES THE DAWN

After awhile you learn the subtle difference

between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

and you learn that love doesn't mean leaning

and company doesn't mean security,

and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts

and presents aren't promises,

and you begin to accept your defeats

with your head up and your eyes open,

with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,

and learn to build all your roads

on today because tomorrow's ground

is too uncertain for plans, and futures have

a way of falling down in mid-flight.

After awhile you learn that even sunshine

burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate

your own soul, instead of waiting

for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure...

That you really do have worth.

And you learn and learn...

With every goodbye you learn.

~oOo~