The love I have not known doesn’t live. It survives. – A.S.
1. WHO SAID THAT LOVE
Who said that love comes with bugles and clamor,
I have known it to be the silent kind,
The void that long mutes your ears,
The deafness a heartbeat leaves behind.
Who said that love blinds with fire,
I have seen it give the darkness sight,
The skinlight that gleams under desire,
The star that burnishes the solstice night.
Who said that love lives, love thrives,
I have known it to destroy and to deprive
The carnage, the strife to stay alive,
The love I have known doesn’t live. It survives.
© 2013 Ani Keating
Your talent is so versatile. I love your prose, your poetry, and frankly, every word that comes from your mind. Thank you, for a beautiful poem that compliments your story so well.
love the last stanza 🙂 i also love TMM 🙂 hope it gets published soon as 30 nights of Snow 🙂 can’t wait to buy the book :))