As polish upon silver,
Love tacks on its price
Resisting efforts to avoid
What it knows, how a device
Works bodies scrambling
To find pathways from the void
Being alone bestows, a blanket
Everyone experiences, but shirks
On too steamy Summer evenings.
Hungry hearts rapidly beating
Remember sacrifices required
To actualize love, which long-buried
Sings all angels, creativity, an ocean
Riven from its depths to crash
An innocent on a rocky shore, no one,
No one can prevent love anymore,
From overtaking all now, before.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
Haphazard Creative 