But A Cling For Which Another Can Grapple

Love is a word better writ than said...

Saying so says there's someone for whom to hear love said.

And hearing-said love spoken can only say they mean it when they speak it.


But however bleak it seems in the seams of breaking dreams, love said

is saved best when love is presumed dead... Because hoping to hear and hearing hope undead

in "love" being said is love then alive and resurrected.


It's easiest to love and speak it and mean it, but harder to write it and believe it.

For love spoke opposed to writ, is a love requited tenfold. Yet love writ is hardest still,

as waiting for love returned is the steepest hill. Time can pass or time can stand still,

"love" writ is just a word waiting to be filled.


For it's those who love and wait for love, the willing who shall prevail.

Because "love" is like "no love", when you have love without fail.