Love is a beast,
chained forever;
a monster,
Slain over & over.
Love is a tone,
etched in stone.
a tune,
Played slower n slower
Love is a tease,
Lingers a bit longer.
a portrait,
Painted over n over
Love is a float,
that sails nowhere.
a chime,
ticks closer n closer.
Love is a naught
Crossed out.
a thought,
gets dimmer and dimmer
Love is a Christmas eve,
ready for a savior.
a party,
muffled forever and ever.
Monday, June 22, 2009
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hmm...there's no love my dear. there's just lust.
ReplyDeleteand the rest is history. adam and eve proved this.