Love
as it were
deep in the thralls of our hearts
no stain lasts as long
this song permeates our skin
within seconds
our minds touch red mercury
beating with the blood
of a thousand years
fighting to belong
fighting to survive
it was never easy
rainbows and puppies
who doesn't love puppies?
unicorns and chocolate sweets
who can resist?
But have we become numb
with the drum
that Romeo and Juliet beat?
'Twas fear, not love
bewtwixt the pen and the ink
in Shakespeare's hand
that people would be slaves
to romanticized perfectionized
rose-hued eyes
caught in the web of our own lies
of wanting something so hopeful
so powerful
we are lulled into the humming tune
of love having no pain
no anger
never rain, always shine
no dirt, a clean time
Reality crashes into our lives,
showing the mess no longer disguised.
Love, as it were,
hurts and prods at our flaws.
No plan can trap Love.
It makes its own.
We look above
and our minds are blown.
Showing this Love
down here on the ground
all around and in our scars.
Our hearts know the truth.
Yet, they always yearn,
yearning for Love.
Love.
As it were.
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