For, in Love we must realize-
the spark of truth within the eyes
can not be masqued by ornate lies,
can not take hold its ivory ties,
Can not sleep with the lambs forsooth,
nor settle for inane half-truths,
as bereft of passions quantum sum,
love will fade like distant drums,
an eerie echo, setting sun,
the aching heart of love undone.
No burial, roses, eulogy,
love dies here in ambiguity.
FjR-MMXV
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This is so beautifully written, Frank. These lines are lines written by a master poet, nothing less.- - -> love will fade like distant drums, / an eerie echo, setting sun, / the aching heart of love undone./ No burial, roses, eulogy, /love dies here in ambiguity. A million tens and onto my fav list