love unconfessed

date: 2013-01-16

archive_section: words

tags: poetry

Love un-confessed is not love denied,

It is love ignored.

Love thus disdained falls short of its mark

And dies soul-less, alone, like Bellerophon of old.

Loves great summit is reached not alone not afraid nor soul-less or cold.

It is reached in the arms of another

So dear; bold, un-afraid, ‘gainst

The hail and the cold ‘midst the sunshine gold.