LOVE ALONE IS NOT ENOUGH

LOVE ALONE IS NOT ENOUGH

                                     

Love is a phantom unless fattened by

selfless deeds, life-defying aerial walks

without the safety of a net below.

I remember love, the smile she beamed

in good times and bad, the way she held my hand

in darkness and light. Love now is a phantom

chasing shadows empty of lovers

who drew timeless lines they would not cross.

Love became two ghosts haunting the past

in search of shape and form, but it’s too late

for second chances, love’s rebirth, joy again.

Love is a phantom, liberated,

unfettered by the chains of everyday vows.

It began. It ended. Still, we sit

in the corner of our regrets, remembering.

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07/22/2017