by Laura M. Ramos


Love unfolds like a morning glory
Always true to life, but a story
From kings and queens to peasant girls
And ballerinas who dance and twirl

Drama that is lived by many a man
Creating desire, with no rhyme or plan
Starting one day and ending the next
Looking for soulmates that withstand the test

I entered your life, or you entered mine
There was no fate, destiny or even a sign
Of what has become the love like no other

Surpassing the feelings of even a mother

Undying, unconditional, and forever to be
This love that I have belongs only to thee.