Soul Love

Stone love – she kneels before the grave
A brave son – who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving.

New love – a boy and girl are talking
New words – that only they can share in
New words – a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep – through the fleeting hours of morning.

Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion.

Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving.

Soul love – the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love – and how my God on high is
All love – though reaching up my loneliness
Evolves, by the blindness that surrounds him.

Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion.

Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving.