It is said that love enters through the eyes
that it leaves the same way comes as no surprise
cunning and swift it out runs capture
leaving you breathless begging for rapture
precious to hold when at long last it arrives
unconditional surrender is how one survives
the wretching challenge to nurture and cherish
how crippling the fear that it may perish
to hold one's heart overcome with pain
the burden of a comfort yet to gain
when love decides it has run its course
detached it leaves no care or remorse
a cold icy chill fills your chest
never again will you give your best
you pledge a vow to learn from this hurt
love is a callous and pompous flirt
yet the empty longing of unmet needs
the despair upon which love wantonly feeds
the tears of alone growing old
waiting for love to unfold
Love enters tender and bold...
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