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Saturday, June 13, 2009
Fading Love
Fading love grows vicious tentacles
That grab and suction onto
Rigid conditions from a sea of rich choices
To glut its voracious appetite for overbearance.
The beast, camouflaged in its natural domain,
Silently stretches its long, meddlesome arms
Into the tightest crevices of trust and confidentiality
To uncover new requisites of personal admiration.
When threatened, love immediately jets aback
Retreating rapidly to safety
Amid a cloud of inky deceit
Safe to ponder new strategies for its risky carelessness.
With no skeletal frame to contain its form,
Fading love hides from time to time
In slits inaccessible to those with backbone
Who dare to release its captured demands of prey.
Highly intelligent, the creature learns
To play against those who do not conform
With the changes resulting from rules
Formulated in its independent behavior.
Crushed in the beak of faded love
While being held in the poisonous embrace of its eight arms,
A struggling, once-held attribute becomes a meal
That fails to escape to freedom.
Labels:
demands of love,
faded love,
love,
poetry
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