The Loudest Volume

March 9, 2015

A timeless endeavor

Fiercely fighting

To find that person

With whom to spend forever

It is neither forced

Nor easily found

Love is the loudest volume

Yet does not make a sound

It lingers in the dark

Not only in the light

The person you are destined to be with

And to hold close in flight

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