Love Is Not Poem by Leon Agnew

Love Is Not



There for you.
Nor is it true.
Nor is it beautiful.
It is only fleeting.
And it destroys,
The great destroyer,
The grim reaper,
Love.
A grungy metaphor.
A dingy personification.
Love is not.
Love is never.
But I am always.

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