Some mysteries of love

The strangeness of love is that it can have no finish,
once you love, it never ends
but must be constant in continuation,
or it is not love.
It also must embrace not just your love
but everything she is and does,
her thoughts, considerations and creations,
since your love is that especial force
inspiring her to creativity.
Thus love spreads like the rings of water
never to dry up but always to continue
spreading further and expanding ever
to miraculously end to only start again,
a gracious circle ever coming back to you
for you to please yourself by starting it again.

Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2011-12-04 at 09:46

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Aw:) as soon as you find a muse, you become one, a part of the love you know and when time passes by and you are apart(maybe forever) whenever you think about love, try to describe it for someone else or just radiate what you feel when you are LOVE the muse and the musings will be a part of your definition, of what love can be and so on ~ thank you for sharing and thank you for reading my interpretation of your passionately poetic words : ) *applause*