This word, Love.

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My heart is open to all.

My soul is an open book,

for love is a universal character

even the poorest and

the meanest

and the most sad

and the most spiteful

and the most lonely

have loved, or still love,

or forever love.

Where is your love?

Have you none?

Then you have some

of mine.

Love can only be returned

by sharing such love

and losing such love.

Yes, such a word is a trifle

to a modern warped scholar,

but to the artist and the

romantic

it is a constant.  It is all.

It holds to truth

guides to truth

Is truth.

That is love,

That is the love that is

and shall forever be my

love.

 

7/26/14

Published by James J Jackson, Jr

I'm a poet and leftist political organizer from Sacramento, CA.

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