Unexplained

love is of another language.
Though verbally impaired we can't change.
Physically felt we blame it.
Knowing the outcomes different stages.
Beautifully written yet,Harmful to some damaging to many but we caused it.
Love this metaphysical yet outta and inner body experience.
Roles reversed and still we get love sick.
Hard to give up waiting on that 1.Our souls fixed.
Forced to believe a lie but we turn it around and except it.
.Unchanging L.o.v.e we mock it .
Sick to our stomach yet we think we cured it.
Love is another language.
Yet so unexplainable.
Like being trapped in ah noun looking for a verb.
Ragged with aggression, we find hate
Giving our hearts to God we find Faith..

Love