I love my love like love will know to be,
We fair to fair for love must never sow,
I trust these words for never you must see.
Together all, we nurture love to grow,
We harvest it so you can never take,
Plant in a passion, some must never know.
I love my love but love will always break,
Death be the sweet release we always seek,
Some may never know quite what is at steak.
Though true it sounds, love runs like a creek,
Flowing, still on it’s quest to be unfound,
Love will always grow, never for the meek.
Seek your truth or risk life to be bound,
We fair to fair love, it’s a growing tree,
The noise of nature, truly one that’s sound.