Love Is

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Love is in the horizon,
it sits upon the sand;
the whispers in the hallway,
revealing secrets grand.

It's dancing in the rain
and in the blazing sun;
the mighty flowing river,
the voice of a long lost son.

Love is in the desert,
in the oasis' leafy fronds;
the racing tiny tadpoles
in lazy summer ponds.


It's teary airport farewells
and walks on a moonlit night;
the gentle flowing breezes
that quiet the heart affright.



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Reviews

[Joe]

Great poem! You truly do have a way with words. Just one thing...when you rhymed every second and fourth line (for example, sand - grand, sun - son), did you mean to rhyme "night" and "heart" as well? That kind of threw me off, because I was expecting a rhyme. But other than that, I thought that was beautiful!