BITTER-SWEET LOVE

BITTER-SWEET

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If music be the food of love

Play on

If giving be the seed of love

Sow on

If passion be the sole of of love

Hang on

If Cupid be the god of love

Reign on

But if lust be a game of love...

Then love has no price.

Oh sweet love

How thy tunes cheer my fevers

And cushion a journey this rough

Stirring this stricken soul along life's deepest rivers

Thy tender touch is like heaven's clear dews

Which falleth betimes

On dry lands and mines not so few

For thee skips mine heart in rhymes

Yea, how mine lamp dances

When thy pulchritude I behold

How my legs hum thro' desert claves

Welded with thee in one soul

But alas....

Who may thy pains bear?

Who mayest thy void fill?

When life spews forth dark and drear

With tales both of gloom and doom seal'd

Dread I thy scars to see

Thy sword pierces thro like dart

Would that I were assayed by the sea!

For then, 'twas far better that I drown in the waters of love

Than be ran thro by its loveless sword

But should not love cast out fear?

Should not love's balm heal a broken soul?

'nd wipe away all tear,

Becoming by itself a cover meet for cold?

Then might peace at last return

To a world stricken by the greed of men vile

To a home worn and torn

To a land sawn into twain by passions so guile

And hearts beclouded by venomous intents

It'd calm the frayed

And lend relief to the incensed

Howbeit...

Love is the greatest

A pearl the which all men may covet

Finer than jewellery

Fairer than gold

Evil spoken of by none

Slay me, if you will

But I am drunk with its wine

Yea, I am in love

I am with love

I am for love

I am loved