Love is untouchable.

~I wrote this one night after me and my old love had argued, I feel it has something special. I am proud of this piece.~

When love is found, people rejoice in the thought of happiness.
The the problem is that happiness and love sometimes do not mix.

Love is untouchable, as much as clean air,
My soul tells me to beware.

A lifeless love, overtaken by greed,
The darkened shadow, past the weeds.

My faith is broken, my soul is black,
I know i love her, but I can never go back.

So cast the passion, and cast the love.
pass it on, let free be the dove.

Donald.A.Stelling