Love Can Mean The Same-As Hate-Demands! Poem by Michael Gale

Re lit heart aches reoccur...
Pained sorrow-of time, unbarred.

Anguished organs scored in agony and defeat...
Always with love, incomplete.

Misstated trust ever gone...
Like the morning's dew, a mystifying,
and fleeing dawn.

Dissipated of all responsibility, Unkind words leap unchecked...
Along with hatred and feelings of ill meant disrespect.

Negotiations frozen, as if frigid elation, cut off by inherent command...
Never to be spoken, by unpopular, demand.

Love is on vacation, far away from the heart and soul....
Yon memories of him or her, Within yon heart, deserves
thy hole.

Unheated fury fans the flames of saddened regret...
Only by us in the end, we'll successfully-forget.