What have I learned about love?
An emotion of bliss so peaceful
that it is like living in a dream.
Beauty like the morning sky
that first cracks a ray of light,
Dew drops on rose pedals,
A valley full of butterflies that leave
a breeze across your face.
It is like the first time you hear a baby cry in it's first breath,
The miracles found in every thing,
Floating on a cloud of Gold.
Your heart flutters every waking moment of your existence...
But then again it is also the feeling of Death,
a hurt so bad it takes your breath away.
It is a fear that emptiness is yet to come.
A pain that even the bravest of men fear,
and facing a demon is easier
then dealing with it's feeling of helplessness.
Michael McCarron
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yikes/
