Love

Love is the wind beneath the wings of a bird. 

Love is the sweetest melody you’ve ever heard. 

Love has the power to heal wounds. 

Love can shield you from lies that cut like knives. 

Love has the power to break down and reform. 

Love is the calm that comes after a storm. 

Love is the tree that bears the sweetest fruit. 

And love does not require any spending. 

Unlike this poem, love is never ending

— MO SPEAX