Love’s Deceit by Big Rube

pleasure turns to the pain
lessons learned from the strain
questions burned in my brain..
about whether love is humane
in its touch.
these thoughts are like salmon swimming upstream
in the tears of your deceit.
fighting the current hurt that kills more than is created by the chaos of our intertwined emotions.
chaotic because the anchor of Erros’ arrow has been plucked
from the vessel of my undying infatuation
separation not as simple as the distance between us
my mind no longer possessed by demons
that have been the overseers of my enslavement to your lies
the seeds of these lies rooted so deeply
they have cracked the foundation of what we once shared
allowing the faith in us i had sealed inside
to gush out like a river
ripping the image of our future together from my thoughts
as violently and as brutally as if it were a child
being taken from its mothers arms
im left surrounded in darkness
but i refuse to be swallowed by it
my lonliness like the night air
invisible to the eye
obvious to the touch
it is cold uncomfortableness
yet if i could do it all over again
id do it in the same skin im in
to lay down and let love die
just stay down and let love lie?
naw , naw ..not i
id stay around and let love fly
even though i have seen its darkest form
nothing else could taste this warm
or feel this sweet…
I fell in love with this poem the 1st time I ever hear it… My interpretation of it is that it speaks on several commons sayings of Love. Actually, just 2 sum it up quite well:
“Love is Blind”
“‘Tis better to have loved and lost, Than never to have loved at all.” ~Alfred Lord Tennyson

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