Who Write Of Love Poem by Jonathan ROBIN
Who Write Of Love
Who write of Love as lust sad souls have lost,
Hope against hope for harmony withheld,
Or half forgotten, which might be propelled,
Waking fires now cold-dust. To Man’s cost,
Reality seems drab, starred dreams stay crossed.
Intimacy needs no letters spelled!
The spell is sacred. Magic myth dispelled
Engenders mistrust, all true values tossed
Off in penny dreadfuls, puffed and flossed.
Fallacy, ferocious morals held
Like mirrors from the light, dumb beauty quelled,
Or onanistic proven to their cost.
Vice seeks through conquest what within it fears,
Empty verses echo loveless tears.
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5/5/2024 4:40:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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