Where does love go when it takes no shape or form?
Some hearts end-up stolen, beguiled by Envy’s harm.
Yet nothing stops Love’s burning desire, its’ ace of Light.
It burns endless on- through the storms of shipwrecked nights.
Now I see my childish fears of love not so foolish, back when.
Human love has failed me; leaving me haunted time and again.
Love to me is an elusive dream; although, I’m its captive still.
Stolen children and fallen dreams visit my memories at will.
Perhaps it one had told me, “that love is never kind” in the end.
It burns like the cruel heat of the desert, endless without a friend.
Oh where does love go, when it takes no shape of form?
Does it cease in the living-dead, embittered from paths so warm?
Where does love go when it takes no shape or form?
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Another wonderful write which I like a very great deal. You are truly writing for Jesus here and all I can say is God bless you always.
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