A Poem: Love Life by Chasey Delaney
Written on 24 MARCH 2025
Love Life My love laid out cold as quiet as something left on a windowsill My ability to breath passion into my atmosphere ceased In turn I turned to the same cold quiet as the abandoned cup of coffee on the unused desk in the disliked office of my Soul Then one day the birds sang much too loudly in the garden outside causing me to pull back the blinds and there it was - the almost 'lost' lighter all cold and yet it still sparked a flame I rushed through into the dusty room time forgot - opened books the laptop and spots the mould in my 'missing' once favourite mug and sighed It might have been forgotten but in there something was still 'alive' something I lost still thrived the sparks were still alight functioning Something like love was only fermenting still growing more disgusting and potent the longer it was forgotten about I found my love of life and realised love has a life all of its own.