Many waters can't quench love...neither can a flood...drown it If you offered everything you owned...you'd be scorned and despised To think that you could pay to buy it...when you find it Then attempt to bind it's...wounds...at the sight of blood, many a beloved has swooned For love is as strong as death...will offer it's last breath...without request And at your birth, have no regrets...just a world left...with an orphaned child Who'll never see his mothers smile...innocence's jealousy bound to run buck wild In a hard core playground...where even crueler playmates abound Working up a thirst...Lord knows, if you drink from this cup, your sure to get hurt There's no woman or man walking this parched earth...that isn't dying of thirst But love bears up under any and everything..empowers the weakling...the wild thing Punch drunk on a inkling...just thinking...about getting a sip of love Copy Right 2009 Artwork by Jennifer Main, please visit her at,
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Wonderful job! Use of internal rhyme, good rhetorical devices, and the achievement of rhythm (probably the most important requirement for any poetry) . . .
at the end of any work always put "Copyright, 2009. Cynthia Harley. All rights reserved. " It helps to protect original work, if such is the case.