A matter of course

Love- truly is our coldest of games

Albeit, we act like we can control it

But desire fully abdicates our strings

As we dance to that familiar beating tune

Playing in our hearts, echoing in our minds

Addicts bathing in pleasure and pain

Pretending to be heroes, keepers of its flame

Immortal Gods made by pulsing insanity

When another truth is, it burns us, like pyre

Scorched, scarred and humiliated our only cure

Until the next time…we fall in love

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Poet of the Light ยฉ 2020

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