On Love
by Kat
Love is weak
that cannot stand
on the strength
of its own illusions.
Love, defined by
tragedy and inert
longings, is doomed
by its own truths.
Love, caught up
in itself, grows
isolated and weakens
in its own fragile web.
Love is kind
that rests in
warm arms of respect
and delicate freedom.
that cannot stand
on the strength
of its own illusions.
Love, defined by
tragedy and inert
longings, is doomed
by its own truths.
Love, caught up
in itself, grows
isolated and weakens
in its own fragile web.
Love is kind
that rests in
warm arms of respect
and delicate freedom.
© Copyright 2006 Kat (UN: katkola at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
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