LOVE AS IT IS

I will not paint thee soft with golden phrase 

Nor dress thy flaws in satin metaphors 

Love is no angel born of heaven’s haze 

But earth-bound flesh that aches, and tears,

and roars. 

Thou art not flawless, neither am I whole.

We crash like waves, then sink beneath the tide 

Yet in thy storm, I find my anchor’d soul 

A place where rawest truths dos still abide.

Speak not of stars or roses in their bloom 

Love lies in shadows where we bare our scars 

It is the flame that feeds as a thousand stars.

No polished lie just this: I love you still 

And loving you 

I bend the world to will.

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