Ones wish is to love,
With unguarded passion.
Like the flight of an increadable dove.
To do anything without a thought.
Seeing another in true might,
Wondering of what's to come.
Fighting through the crowd to stay tight.
Dashing toward the distant future.
Both hearts hold on to each other,
Courageous love giving them power.
Enduring the trials of there journey,
With the simplicity of an admierable flower.
Undaunted by evil,
Hearts so pure.
One's wish is to love,
And love forever more.
· Mon Feb 14, 2005 @ 03:57am · 2 Comments