The angst of love: a fire not satisfied
A fire that answers questions with wonder
One that responds to unknown with thunder
That haunting apathy that comes with time
The time that heals all wounds now causing mine
The angst of love: a fire not satisfied
Account does carry weight that font alone
Leaves black and white upon the hollow page
Of understanding, middle grey untouched
Emotion that relationship has sown
The angst of love conforms to mellow rage
'Til death? To life? Or 'til my heart awakes
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
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