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I have been strangled by love's
Suffocating arms of folly
One too many times.
It is time to breathe again.
I have been ensnared by love's
Gleeful sultry charms
Over and over.
Feasting on one when I could have dined with many.
I have seen your eyes in
Misanthropic romance vein.
Time and again,
A small victory, hailed in epic verse.
I have heared your vantage point
Bellowed in our market place.
Yet once more,
I shop for what I need least.
I have been charmed by love's
Disordered yearning for clarity,
Year on year.
Yet the Hermit's arc is clearer still?
I wrestled as rank permutations
Rendered a pure spark blurred-
Hopelessly-
By the creamy fears of desperation.
I have been schooled and fooled
By love's creed of mania.
Endlessly,
A hallowed symbol decays to mere punctuation.
I have been named and shamed
By love's agents of desire.
Lifetimes ago,
I learned to forgive what they never could.
I have been taken to task
By reason's chief usurper
Alone in a prison.
Endlessly questioned yet never released.
I have been left to rot
In the mire of my doubt.
These blue walls
Mask an unravelled emotional tapestry.
Yes, I have been loved to death,
Beyond the confines of definition.
One more time....
Is it time to breathe again?
"Loved To Death"
Suffocating arms of folly
One too many times.
It is time to breathe again.
I have been ensnared by love's
Gleeful sultry charms
Over and over.
Feasting on one when I could have dined with many.
I have seen your eyes in
Misanthropic romance vein.
Time and again,
A small victory, hailed in epic verse.
I have heared your vantage point
Bellowed in our market place.
Yet once more,
I shop for what I need least.
I have been charmed by love's
Disordered yearning for clarity,
Year on year.
Yet the Hermit's arc is clearer still?
I wrestled as rank permutations
Rendered a pure spark blurred-
Hopelessly-
By the creamy fears of desperation.
I have been schooled and fooled
By love's creed of mania.
Endlessly,
A hallowed symbol decays to mere punctuation.
I have been named and shamed
By love's agents of desire.
Lifetimes ago,
I learned to forgive what they never could.
I have been taken to task
By reason's chief usurper
Alone in a prison.
Endlessly questioned yet never released.
I have been left to rot
In the mire of my doubt.
These blue walls
Mask an unravelled emotional tapestry.
Yes, I have been loved to death,
Beyond the confines of definition.
One more time....
Is it time to breathe again?
"Loved To Death"