Sometimes, A Love Poem

Sometimes,
Many times,
The affair with words
Are often catalyst for divorcing sound
Sometimes,
More times than not
By wasting time on instances
We waste precious moments of possibilities
In the complexities of our existence
We rip threading from the fabric of life
Sometimes
Far too many times
Hurt has imprisoned hopes
Dismantled the dreams of happiness
Yet often times
Some of most creative times
Are exhaled within the most purest moments
Wrapped like a newborn in frigid temperatures
Sometimes together or apart
We centerpiece those beautiful love poem