*POOF*Accidental Poem.

Love knows not death and life,
Love knows not sorrow or strife.
Love is in heart, not in mind.
Love is slow, love is blind.
If a mind has an eye,
then your heart has a soul.
And when your heart cries,
it takes a huge toll
on the love that you give
that's out of your control
It helps you to live
with the realization
of 'could this love
be in your imagination?'
But, who cares what
your mind makes up
to give a name
to the feeling of shame
that you contract
when you realize
that the rationality
you had in your life
is lost in reality?
Love knows no bounds.
Love stands it's ground.
Love is not an emotion.
Love is a compulsion.