Steven Marzella

Love does not falter

Nor bleed, nor cry

It is not lost

Nor found

It is easily obtained

But never forgotten

Love is not a feeling

Nor a word nor a phrase

It does not last

It is winter air

Love has no conscience

No reconciliation

Only first impressions

It does not prolong hate

Love is often ignored

In fear of hope

Hope for new

Hope for forever

Hope is a limp balloon

Stuck on the helium tank of lies

Poorly worn make up

And bemused lips

It can only build up

Until the heart is gorged

And it will cause tension

And it will cause angst

And it will not hinder until. . .

The stars, your eyes

The sky, your mind

Broken

Looking like a familiar heart

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