Tug of war

Stage in my life right now where the poem speaks for itself.


1. Tug of war

An eternal quest, definitions of humanity.

To love, to love, to love.

Caught in your hand, solid, three dimensional crystal,

Then transient, sand slipping away, grain by grain.

Faces that smile then smiles melt into incomprehension,

As your own thoughts hide beneath a veil of confusion.

Amore, words that float as silky as dreams.

Reality…gossamer tears.

Cavernous human emotions,

Pushing pulling,


Duty bound, servitude, yet magnificent,

Held in orbit by majestic forces beyond control.

To love, to love, to love.

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