Love When Mutters

Muttering when intoned As intercepted by the anger River yet flows by the wind Heart when throbs by the love Evening when rolls up to young night Youth yet redeems even being agile Eyes never riled up by the beauty Blood as moves across the vein as imbecile Dew when drops off from the leaf mystery of the moon refluxes by the night tide when raves up by the fool moon depth of love never be fathomed by the bond the faith when courses upon as eternal love as resourced from the belief in acceptance sky when bedecked blue by the sun and we do feel the warmth even being chilled