Love is

Love is the great reversal

There were islands

made out of eyeballs

black and white

screaming stars

The sighs sounded

 like

death in a box

Flatliner,

and those eyes were

Flatliner,

and the touch was

Flatliner,

and those days were

Love is the great reversal

Valleys and cliffs

Nerves and fibers

Palaces and temples

a blushing refuge,

rose colored wings

A recess placed in

the shadow of

your shadow,

missing mass

Inside, we look like the 

night sky,

we're all here

because of something

unspeakable

Reviews

[Linda alexander]

Love give colors, heals, put extra burden, push some one to despair, extremes lead some one to say adieu form his or her life, still the positive aspect of love is dominant than negative aspects, true love is there but many believe it is a mirage, at time practical mindedness better than peripheral love, very thought provoking and nice poem

[jacob erin-cilberto]

there is a darkness to this, but a feeling of togetherness within that darkness.
yes, "we're all here/ because of something/ unspeakable."
that is so true.

love definitely is the great reversal...maybe it is what pulls us out from under the darkness...or maybe it is what pulls us in.
but somehow we lose ourselves in it.

[jennifer little]

nice write nicely said and nicely worded keep up the good work

[Frontier]

thanks Jen!

[jennifer little]

your welcome