Love Is Seeded Passionately Poem by me poet yeps poet

PASSIONATE LOVE
PIERCES FROM WITHIN
LIKE A SWORD OF HERCULES

AND
WHEN IT PENETRATES

THINK OF HIM/HER
WHO ACCEPTS IT AS A SIN

BUT

IS HAPPY REALLY

AS PASSION IS LOVE AND LUST
AN ADMIXTURE

YOU CALL YOURSELVES POETS
YET FEEL SHY
TO ACCEPT THE FORCE
BOTH INITIALLY

BEFORE A CHILD IS CREATED
AND
WHEN IT FORCES ITSELF

OUT OF THE TIGHTEST
DARKENED VALLEY

MAKES ANY MOM YELL
AND
THE MOUNTAINS ECHO

THEN SUDDENLY SUBSIDES
THE LOUDLINESS
INTO A MELLOW

NO ECHO
SMILES ONLY
AS THE NEW BORN
CRIESFOR MILK

MY MOMMY

SHE HAS A TEAR OF JOY
AND
LOVE MIXED

WAITDARLING
I AM GIVING