Where lies our love if not in our heart?
The longing ache when we are apart.
Looks that elicit the soul’s silent sighs.
Grasping unspoken meaning with our eyes.
Inexplicable, ineffable spark.
We deceive ourselves, complicit from the start.
Intense ardor emanates from what part?
To love someone is to rationalize.
Where lies our love?
Love, inarguably, more than merely heart.
Spirits drawn together to voyage on life’s ark.
In trepidation we venture through boundless skies.
Each day the potential for sweet surprise.
We journey to discover, without chart,
where lies our love.
M. Zane McClellan
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