Only Love

Only Love

What lover, has not fought another?
in the tumult of that sea,
the rage of all god the almighty
flowing through every pounding vein
to mark us out as insane
no quarter is asked
nor given
for in love we are but vessels
tossed in a mighty current of emotion
shipwrecked and lost
within a mountainous ocean
to grieve for the wind
is a hubris
to love and not to howl
what mortal soul has ever loved
that has not strewn themselves upon the waves
smashed each word into another
fought with a fury with their lover
there is no guilt
there is no pardon
there is only love
only love
love.

© Richard Michael Parker 2012