Love comes to conquer.
It prevails over reason, triumphs where
Intellect grieves.
A powerful force,
It precipitates feelings of helpless
Uncontrolled needs.
It's aim is to stay.
Embedded in heart, it roots, expands and
Produces seeds.
Limitless then, love
Thrives unbounded, it eats alive censure.
Protest recedes.
Can love be survived?
Infinite power, perfectly processed,
Love pays no heeds.
Thus with explosion
It's spears enter the soul, wholly at home.
Love feels easy.
Then destiny calls.
Battle is won, no more warring, as love
Always succeeds.
Fay Slimm
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/surviving-love/
