love - Blackout Poetry Notes

Love Continually

Defy doing what most
would do,
and love continually.

I want to succeed
but not with the desperation
I felt for love.

Anguished cries transfigured
her happy countenance.
Love hurt exceedingly so,
you needn't imagine.

Happiness struck me
and opened a torrent of
growing love.

I had a chance of
being in love
but
I'd rather be damned.

You're pining for
pure love,
but
you seem afraid of it.

I told myself,
I must find myself in love
I knew it would happen - 
a cataclysmic tide of acceptance.

Your love is 
a home for me.

She blossomed
with a heart mild as a dove,
and a love
ever fierce and tender.

Love is a kind of
fever,
slow and consuming.