Composed, Restrained.

nothing can change love.

it is forever.

Love can change everything,
nothing can stop love,

it grows,
it goes out,

escapist, hard headed,
self destructive,

stranger to restraint
melts like ice even in the
cold,

burns snow,
spreads like a bushfire

it does not have water
to contain itself
neither air
to compromise
a choking

i must not have known it
well enough,

i am contained,
compressed, composed,
and silent
as ever.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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