Love Is Hard to Describe

Love is a binding force, and it can be a moving force. It can force people away, as it can bring people together. Love is a chemcial reaction of pleasure and is processed into lust and then into love. So while pleasure is very basic, and lust is slightly more, love is way beyond anything like this. Love can be shown through a picture or a song or even a poem


Oh Fantastic Fae I have loved you now,
as I have loved you in all our branches.
How your smile always changes in leaves.
Sill your changing stare always is the same.

Fae and Druid bound by our giving Oak.
We are always together in the Oak.
Yet we move from leaf to leaf helping growth.
Fae I miss your light now you are so far.

As the Fae oak dances from leaf to leaf.
The Druid flows through its sturdy branches
Chances are that we will meet again Fae,
but only the old wise Oak truly knows.

Fantastic Fae love pure, noble, and gay.
Your dove your Spectacular Druid heals.

- Ian Kretz

I know a boy who lives a very troublesome life, he longs to find a woman, he can eventually call his wife. He might
appear mighty next to a friend, but when he gets home he's left with a broken heart, impossible to mend.
To him it's not about intimacy but a desire to be held, he keeps trying to fight his tears, but when he sees a pretty face he is compelled.

I know a girl who has lost alot, she had done so much for him, but she couldn't hold back her emotions, every time they argued and fought. She has been left feeling used, washed up and dull, she might put on a pretty face, but she misses being called beautiful. She has so much to offer, such wonderful things, she might appear to be a clock work, but she really needs to spread her wings.
I know two souls that are both seeking the same, when you are with that special someone, you can feel like a child again, without fear of shame. Love itself is one the hardest things to say, it's not very often that you can find your other half, in which you can laugh, learn and play. You can be alone but it hurts to be apart, when your looking for love you have to stop thinking of yourself and learn to listen with your heart.
The meaning behind this ballad, is everyone has had a moment where they have been played and left on the shelf, because when I refer to the boy I know in this poem, I am talking about myself.

-Timothy Campbell Jennex