Love is Made of Glass

I sometimes think that love is made of glass:

What once was dirt that traveled through the fire,

To now look at and through, and know the truth:

It’s burned and common things that take us

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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure. View all posts by Beleaguered Servant

5 thoughts on “Love is Made of Glass”

Words from a little person says:

20161220 at 07:02

Beautiful poem- and I love the idea of the glass

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1. Beleaguered Servant says:
  
  20161220 at 19:14
  
  Thank you!
  
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  1. Words from a little person says:
    
    20161220 at 19:56
    
    Your welcome
    
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Jesska says:

20161220 at 07:23

Love might not always be made of glass, but glass is often made with love 🙂

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1. Beleaguered Servant says:
  
  20161220 at 19:15
  
  Very true.
  
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