Love

Love is a game in which
the best man never wins
even if "Love" were his name. - Ife

Too scared to love may not seem like strategy
but life is one of unknown hills and valleys.
The thief of my heart is not pleasurable to behold
nor as attractive as I would wish
nor stunning at least
but she's the one
Sadly
and I am the one
Madly
in love...

Beauty they say is in the eye of the man
who sees what he seeks
but loves what he can't find
for love in itself is devoid of the eyes
but the eyes do desire to love what is found
Sadly...
but I'm still
Madly
in love...

In love like a pit
I'm falling and falling
and slipping over slippery slopes
sliding lower in descent
as I struggle to get past my reach
I grab on the rails to break my fall
but the rails of love don't hold fast for long
because I'm still
Sadly
in love...

The poetry of years gone by and times untold
doth in my mind's eyes unfold
and tell the story I sing again
of love as a one sided blade
doth slice a heart
and harden another
and bring two good friends asunder
and end the good we had between  us
Sadly
as I alone am
Madly
in love with you

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