musing heart

there is a love that holds up to it's mirror
all that one can see through lovers eyes
there is a love that can't be named or held
and still another that pretends the lie

there are lovers who have lost their way
and those who's path has bent toward running free
there are loves that are too great or small
then there is the love of i for thee

it is a light that shines inside this soul
the subtle light that holds my world in tact
this light from love is all i need to know
till life, this spirit, melts to solid black

this could never happen never be
for you have melded, deeply one with me