Love goes

Where does the love go

if it seems to run from your heart

Where does that feeling flow

does it get lost in someone’s art?


Where does the love jump off to

when your loved one leaves the room?

Does it fly up to a sky of blue

or cause a young flower to bloom?


How does the love escape

from your encaged red heart?

Does it kick, claw, and scrape

Or slide out on a horse drawn cart?


Oh sweet, sweet honest love

I see you slipping away

As I tap into something from above

I ask you please, darling love, stay.


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