If there were no love in the world

Would we all erect a dwelling

Sound proofing it's walls

Deadening the music

Maybe furnishing it with darkened rooms

Lined with tarnished fixtures

So bleeding hearts can blend and disappear unnoticed

A place where fresh scars cannot be seen

A refuge where agonizing screams are silenced outwardly

On the outside showing a facade resembling paradise

On the inside lava pools fuming with guilty fear

Full to the brim with misplaced souls trying to find loves lost

Searching for...

Longing for..

Second chances

Shattered and torn

Laying in ruin like Roman coliseums

If there is love in the world

We could construct a home

With no walls or encumbrances blocking out the sunshine

Furnished with colorful soft satin pillows

Where weary souls can rest peacefully

It's pools overflowing with warmth and understanding

Brimming with healed souls no longer searching...

Being themselves not having to hide

Sharing affection with all

Showing no trepidation

Welcoming with open arms

All wayward souls home

To hear music rise from amongst the ruins