Love, friends, is
the real double-edged sword.
Human love can be absent
on one heart’s part
and thus be sweeter than a lie,
poisoning the other person.
Love is what can split a man
in two.
Love is what can cut a man deeply-
losing love, that is.
As humans
we look for love
in the in-sync beating of two hearts.
Which is why we are fools
who destroy
love.
But love
can be taken
and melted down
into plows,
and till the fields
so that buds may push
through and taste the air,
and blossom into strong stalks
and stand against wind and rain and storms.
Love is always there.
Even if the stalk is knocked down,
some seeds were shaken loose
and stuck in the fertile ground.
There they take root.
Love, dear friends,
is never a lost cause.
As I scribbled, weak and weary... 