Love Is A Destroyer! Poem by Francois A Gerber

What is love?
In regarding to a sexy dove
Am I then a lover?
Or am I failure, reliever of sorrow.

The dawn of a thunder storm
Blasting away life, before its born
Into the destruction. Nature
Is destroying love, yet the sky remains azure.

When the rain floods hearts
Crawling creeping crying souls
Reach for the only escape. Darts
Are thrown into life's goals.

If you've experienced love, , ,
Both are to be hanged, till death.