Poem – “My Love, My Enemy” – Romance – 12/4/2019

My love,
My beauty,
My once-held power.

Upon your hair, there are ornaments of ice,
While there is pain upon my mind.
There are great statues in the wilderness
For us both to see.
Their splendor has been an easy achievement,
To fill the void, of an artist,
Of one forgotten creator.

I once created, what has collapsed.
What has been called “beautiful”,

Is only now a failure.
Are you in grief, as much as I am?

The little temptations of my mind,
To return to your arms,

But only be held in your ice,
And be touched by the long strands,
Of greater coldness.

Little one,
We were once great,

We were once vowed for an eternity,
And you’ll name “reality” even for love,
For that coldness is your heart.

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This is a blog for the romantic and inspired, and of those who yearn to share intimacy in the form of words. Acceptance of comments, that is, is necessary to fill-out my work, when a critique is offered. This blog treats romanticism in the fashion it has always been placed, with endless emotion from the stirring love and of a heart drowned in sorrow. Beauty and love has continued to be my focus, and it is a focus for those who yearn for it, either in its return or in its newness.

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