Short poem about love.
Up and down the small foolish heart goes
Rising and falling as the warm blood flows
In and out the strangling thoughts enclose
Where pleasure and sadness one another oppose
To happiness and ecstasy it soars right into
Blissfully flying back to the joy it once knew
But once more into the illusion it goes through
Realizing much too late that passion is untrue
Towards abyss it falls to embrace darkness
Its wings shrivel and it looses its brightness
It searches for the misled touch of love’s caress
But finds only strangers walking about aimless
Why is love such an intricate emotion to provide?
Never constant or true and simply tossed aside
Coming and going like the never ending tide
All it ever wanted was your affection untied
Broken down and defeated, it will never understand
Why love is so delicate and slips away like sand.
It lies down in the mud, waiting for the next hand
That will come by and open itself to help it stand