A Legit Love

This legit love,
existing but not permitted
is suppressed.
Suppressed and suffocated,
fighting to break ground and breathe the air
that’s so foreign to it’s lungs.
Hoping to persist as love and still consist as love
keen and faithful to it’s promise.
When in reality kept in bondage
chained down to a foundation
crafted from nothing but uncertainty.
How will this fleeting feeling ever grow into
an everlasting emotion without extraneous exhibition?
This love, though legit
left unguarded
dissolves,
doomed to a fate plagued by fear and inhibition
and destined to a destiny set in stone forevermore as a memory
remembered.
As a twinkle in an eye,
a lost flame gone cold
imprinted with the image of a gilded future set in gold
and never chased.
A game of cat and mouse missing the vermin,
this love is legit, but lacking reason.
One would think that it’s existence would serve enough as it’s purpose,
that it’s reason would be reason enough for it to thrive off of it’s own logic.
If only love is real,
why can’t it create it’s own universe
where star crossed lovers can cross galaxies
for their affection?
Is it a deficiency of determination?
Or is it apprehension because it’s different?
A fear of commitment gives birth to a sudden lack of interest
when this love used to be legit.
Once pregnant with affection
now just pre-aborted shit.
This bleeding fetus might have survived
had it been cared for just in time.
And had this lump of coal been tended,
this diamond might’ve shined.
This love used to be legit,
star crossed and lust-filled
spontaneous and freeing,
liberating and consoling
and trustworthy and healing
but no more.
What should have been
became what would have been,
soon to be doomed to what could have been.
Never let uncertainty rule would could happen
because chance is always fair
in that no one man knows everything.
A legit love was true,
but undernourished shriveled up and saved,
the preserved flower bookmarking the tale of human romance
because chance governed the decision,
when what was missing was the decision.
Love should be born legit and remain legit,
eternally enthralled and excited,
because without attention it will surely die,
unrequited.

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I don’t know, I was just thinking about how many times I’ve felt this roaring flaming affection to an extent that it’s almost embarrassing, watching it fizzle out and disappear into nothingness. Long story short, it sucks.

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Never sure, but somehow always ready. Not dark. Just real.

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