The Poetic Word
Blinded Love or Not
“To continuously choose to love is the choice of a lifetime.”
Happy ever after’s.
Fairytale romance
Decorated with roses
Thrown down the aisle.
Each petal shares intimacy,
No doubts in love.
Best foot forward.
Putting aside needs,
Fully catering the other.
Like nature sacrificial devotion
Passing lineage,
Boundaries are crossed and tested
Every moment.
Wedding vows too good to be true,
For better or for worse
As rings represent matrimony
Till death do us part.
Like visions of water during the desert
May be bitter or a mirage.
Final chapter of a lifestyle,
Once entering signed agreement.
Leaving families to be one…
Can love alone be enough?
Is love a feeling or a choice?
Does one understand the true meaning of
Of growing old?
When the skin once firm & elastic
Starts aging with wisdom marks
From head to toe?
What happens during time of silence,
Disagreements boiling blood,
Would anyone not allow anger
Past bedtime?
All the hours on the phone,
Did traditions, upbringings
From childhood centered in conversations?
Or was it only how big is the house?
How many cars?
Would the love languages align
After the honeymoon phase is over?
Love is a choice every day,
Cannot be seen or enter blind.
Because love as feeling may sometimes
Fade.
But to continuously choose to love
Is the choice of a lifetime.