Sonnet Of A Perfect Love - Poem by Mike Hester
It burns amongst the breathless whispering nights,
Representing all that is held forth -
Again emitting all remaining light,
In the cobalt of a fatal course.
A risk is always there when souls converge
(Those experienced know this all too well.)
Repeatedly, it lights the futile verse,
'Love survives whilst lovelessness shall fail.'
It will never know the peace of death,
Carrying its task perpetually.
Glow you naive candle without rest -
Illuminate our volumes of folly!
Attempting to realise the perfect love
Is to try to grasp an ocean.
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