Do you know what it is to be tortured in love?
Not that it may see you perish within the day,
instead it eats at you slowly as you wither away.
Whatever strength you had left to look forward
And instead, found yourself looking back in dismay?
Have you felt the petals of a rose, like a bouquet of daggers
Sliding gently, without injury, along the line of your throat?
Threatening the ultimate, yet delivering only fear.
I ask, have you ever felt the burning of unrequited love?
You’re under five foot six,
Yet you’re a skyscraper!
You’ve got a taste for kicks,
well known for your capers,
And when you get your fix
You’ll headline the papers!
You soar above the clouds:
With wisdom you’ll teach
That a sunrise is just how
To put a night beyond reach.
So no matter the row,
The past may never breach.
Your future was never written,
You’ve got a lifetime of discovery.
If we see you, you’ll be smitten
Because life is one big reverie,
And if we take the time to listen,
Your words, a golden memory.
You don’t believe in fate,
And the wander in your eye
Might say it’s getting late;
It’s apropos to say goodbye.
Like a tower, your roots are great,
Your head forever held high.
Love can be a terrible curse, and the ultimate blessing.
It will see you rise above the tumult of everyday life
Like a God among mere mortals.
It will show you seasons in a way you’ve never experienced,
through the eyes of a child, wild with wonder
With the eagerness of youth to explore its boundaries,
to reach in and grab ahold of the world at its best.
It takes a new form, and shows you what you’ve been missing.
But just as easily as it lifts your heart,
As easily as it cures a plague of the mind,
or an insecurity that’s followed you through time,
As easily as it cleanses the conscience,
It can just as easily demolish your hope.
When the center can no longer hold,
And all falls through, to pain’s hungry jaw below
Love remains above the clouds, while you,
are sent tumbling toward the unforgiving ground.
But love is persistent, as it will come to be known
It will be witness to your demise, yet in your eyes
It only spells “hope”
And when that day comes, when hope is brought anew
You can bet that the feeling is healing when love comes back to you
Your smile could end wars
with its effortless serenity;
And the purity of its source
would silence doubtful entities.
No one could resist the temptation
To grin in response and shine
Like the sun on whose foundation
Your smile shone most divine.
Slow is the step of the broken hearted
Dragging heels they mourn the departed
Quickly though, thoughts feed anguish
Until its glutenous presence extinguish
All hope for better days.
The Way it Goes 