If it burns in your core
All the forms of love
Can never be stolen
But love can be broken
Or perhaps ignored
But when you love
You must give freely
Love doesn't survive theft
It exists only by effort
Love is the wings
That we use to soar
Never a tool to crush others
Or a thing to be collected
Like fine jewelry or antique cars
So avert the theft with hope
And find your way
Love can be all things
It can restore your being
