Must We Now Rename Love? Poem by Ian Bowen

Must We Now Rename Love?



Must we now rename love;
a word, tired in its entirety,
over used in the daydreams of man.
Lying bland in the core of a poem,
other emotions take back seats.

I caught the epidemic, fell victim
to its joy and pain.
I whistled in the dark
when it was near,
and cried in those
once lost sunny corners...

so who am I to speak?

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