One Love
Love is a feeling of the heart.
Which carries you like a cart
Love has no denotations,
But a shifting of your emotions.
Even though it’s as fresh as the morning dew
It’s only known to a few.
But the feeling of rejection is like
A migraine.
Which causes your eyes to rain.
The touch of her hands and voice
Builds up joys.
This joy will live as memory
Which is as still as ivory.
Haunting you day and night
Till you face it like a knight,
Then embrace it like a mother.
By: Jason M. Abu