Platitudes Of Pluto Poem by David Harris

may never grace the eyes of man.
While the voluptuous curves of Venus
is graced by everyman.

Love the world is captured by
from our birth till we die.
No one is ever safe
from its alluring glance.

Time is an essence of feelings
that rules our lives at times.
We embrace it as love
as we stand on its borderland.

We who think we are superior
are no more than a grain of sand,
standing under the equinox of love
spread out by some greater hand.