Love is like a mountain pathway, <br />Filled with many dips and bends; <br />And the urge to scale this mountain, <br />Never, ever really ends. <br /> <br />Once, I met a modest maiden <br />And she lit some inner fire, <br />Lifting me to near nirvana; <br />Love, oh love, such sweet desire. <br /> <br />All to soon she left, departed <br />From my life of grateful bliss. <br />Took from me those wondrous moments; <br />We can't deny death's final kiss. <br /> <br />Could I, should I seek another? <br />Yes, and once again I sup <br />Life's sweet nectars and the taste <br />Of chocolates in my coffee cup. <br /> <br />Love is like a mountain pathway, <br />To it's height we should aspire; <br />As we walk along this byway, <br />Love, oh love, such sweet desie.<br /><br />Joseph Anderson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/speaking-of-love-2/
