When You Love

When you love

It can take away

Well at least

Soften those

Rough edges

When you love

It brings

A season

Of gold

Glittering in

The glorious light

When you love

A spring

No, a geyser

Of joy

Flowing freely

Inviting new eyes

Seeing your future

Within the eyes

Of another

When you love

An opportunity

Is afforded another

Afforded to you

Embrace and grow

Moving into

The gift offered

RLove

3.15.20

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