Love and Fear

Mon, 08/04/2014 - 20:23 -- achase

If Love is a mighty Mountain,

than fear is the narrow valley below.

When Love Reaches its highest peack

it shines as does the snow,

but fear will become dark

if you let it grow. 

Why sould a lovers heart still beat,

when in darkness it plants its feet.

Here is a question for you my dear,

why should you live in fear?

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