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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