Her Name Is Love

We loved with a love that was more than love - Edgar Allan Poe 

If Love was yesterday, 

Never would l leave her arms.

How could I bid her farewell?

If Love is today,

Yes, if she is now,

Even when the day fades,

I will travel the nights with her. 

What is the future without her presence?

If Love is tomorrow,

Ah, you are my marrow,

The bone of my bone, my very breath.

Then, this will be an endless poem. 

Some say love is light,

Others call it liberty.

But I say love is life...oh yes!

Because you, Love, are my life.

What is life without love?

But if suddenly Love becomes death,

Aye, if love be death,

Then, let it be the death of me.

And if my love is dead,

Then I shall be her demise.

For what is two

If it cannot tango?

Oh yes! 

Her name is Love,

And she is my beloved. 

Abiona Michelle