What More There Be if Not Love

What more there be if not love
when hearts sink in mellow swamps
dripping teardrops in lakes of agony
suds floating away
washing away
 underground souls of buried dreams
Illusions  dumped into foreign streams…

What more there be if not love
To cherish more than the morning moon
Beauty of a butterfly that flies not cocooned
A starless night in blackest blue
Touching  shadows that don’t move

What more there be if not love
To caress a cheek of lovers in love
 Observing birds that fly above..

What more there be if not love
Hearts faint away in soulless ships
Seeking islands in fantasy trips…

What more there be if not love
When no ones there
To share
To  be
To  live
To express
Solo in me…
©lynda ferrer/2013