Write In Abram Loeb for President - JenniferJairala for VP 2020
Flying it seems and the poetry flows, but the highway appears,
Yes, these wheels on the road, I can't stop to write, I might lose control, as the words echo nonstop from deep in my soul.
To my love I'll be true, yes you know it, it's you. But to love isn't always to have and to hold, it's a delicate thing as a wise one once told.
Like a flower nurtured by water and sun from above, once picked it will wither no matter how much you love.
Like a bird in a cage, no it must be set free.... In flight like a dove, that's the only way to love, for love is not possession, control, and obsession, find yourself, your happiness, you are set free...
I love you for your spirit, soul, and all of your grace, and while you may not yourself see it, shining at me through the smile on your face....
I would never want to change you, I love all that you are, up close in embrace or standing afar. The beauty I see when I look in your eyes, coming straight from your soul, for they can tell no lies.
If you fly back towards me and give us a chance, I can promise, I'll follow or lead you in this dance. But I won't keep you a captive, this love has no chains, when we grow old and tire, only love shall remain.
So as these words continue flowing, I've almost reached home, was I driving? whoah, what's happening? A dream? Was this real?
Life's full of many mysteries, it matters how you feel.
And while I was just trying to seal the deal.
Sometimes one needs tolet the poem take the wheel.
To feel so heartbroken is normal at times, but no one can break this heart, for it's mine.
It's still full of love, and beating so strong, some sadness, with joy, mixed in is not wrong.
And while one young lover just pushed me away, this heart will go on, love again one day.
For love is eternal, it comes from the soul, no one can break it, although it's hard to control.
The feelings, emotions, doubting ones own, remember your heart is still yours alone.
Take the good with the bad, place your fears on the shelf, most importantly remember to love yourself.
For when you remember to love, free your heart of what blinds, you shall see it quite clearly, your heart it will shine.
it is yours to share love, never empty and cold, for no one can break what is yours to behold.
Is the heart really yours, do you get to decide, when it stops beating, when it's done, when it's tried? Or do you surrender to a higher source? One that you trust in, it's all love of course.
Is the heart really yours when it's shut down inside, and all your decisions, your mind tricks for the ride? For the mind's only as good, as free will, your decision, let the heart lead you, on your path with precision.
Do you get to decide, when your heart starts to flutter, when it takes over your body, melts you like butter. Do you listen when it says this is real, do you trust? Or does your mind say it's chemical, nothing but lust?
Do you shut it all down, succumb to your fears, not let anyone worthy come near? Are you blocking yourself from seeing the truth, because of some trauma, occurred in your youth?
No the heart isn't yours once connected to all, you're my brother or sister, all divisions will fall.
The heart's not really yours, it was given to share, take over your soul, spread the love everywhere.
Mind out of the way, it's for you to decide, love takes over your soul, what a beautiful ride.
Dreamy... the Universe is in those beautiful eyes just look in the mirror, and see all those Stars, right there in front of you, as close as your heart, shining, sparkling, diamond and silver blue, two birds of a feather, shining a beautiful hue of protection in all kinds of weather. Yes deep in your soul, while you are young you are old, and you've already been through so much in this time, when you see you're more than stardust, and are loved, and you trust, free from what cages, a queen of the earth until the end of the ages....and loved by all until the end of all time.