'WORDS'

A Love like this . . .
. . . Bitter yet so sweet
Frozen from its fire
Frost bitten from its heat
Thirst for its pain,
Kill for its deceit,
Though . . . .Time heals all its pain
Yearn for the cycle again to repeat
Movies and songs . . .
Effortlessly paint a picture of its beauty
Stealing my life~ its duty
Crave to be in its arms
Vow to do no harm
Birth with no conception
Love it with no direction
Invisible . . . Much like the wind
Tell its story, though there's no end
Couple it . . . Though it needs no help
Choose;
Intoxicating passion, or deliriously insane
No comfort
From its nauseating pain
Lost and lonely in its darkened abyss
My mind never . . . never phantomed
A love like this . . .

Or are these mere words???