Love Is…


It is the vertical rush

of the wings that we fly on;


the feathers brush of softness

as the world passes by.


It is the sensation of full belly,

fluttering way up in the heart,


without any burdens to weigh

it carries all of life in a mystical way.


It is cool, and creamy sweet,

a fluid movement pouring over;


a passing form is made to focus

on its magma of velvet pulp,


timelessly making ripe the urgency

for its contagious incurable joy,


And we burn with euphoric desire,

so lucid; that we choose to burn


for the one who brings this feeling.

Its a funny thing about Love,


how its magical presence begins inside

and works its way out to another.


And yet we often look towards the other,

as if they kept it exclusively all along.


It is in this way, that Love is truly blinding,


as a jealous daylight never contains the sun,

Nor do the shores ever hold back the sea.



~ jeffrey vionito


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2 thoughts on “Love Is…

  1. Ascension Angels says:

    Reblogged this on Ascension Angels and commented:
    I have a soft spot for this as it t bears the same title of one of my favorite Stevie Nicks songs… Thank you Jeffrey 😉

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