Love awakens the inner self,
and let's bloom what is to bloom.
Innocence can die young,
but, a heart can cure.
Longing, can wage a battle,
between thought and wine.
But I drink to invention and
a river channeled.
Be not a stranger in my house,
for warmth beckons peace.
M Rene Riel
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-awakens/