A very fine line

Where do we draw the line between
Love and death?
How far do they span in the spectrum of life?
Both are inevitable, I’d like to believe
To love is to live
Without it you’re dead.
Both are significant events for your day;
Wake up when you love,
and sleep when you die.
Nothing is realer then love and death;
When you know it…you know it,
there’s no cheating that.
Nothing can be more romantic than either,
Exploring the unknown
With dark lit desire
Their impacts are balanced in harmony
In death we find love
but love can straight kill you.
They both coexist
In our heart and our soul
transcending the bounds of our body and mind.
Instead of a line, I suggest something else;
Let’s draw in a door,
and welcome our guests.

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  • Kelelina
    Kelelinaover 4 years ago

    :) I like this … good write :) :)

  • Thank you cheryl, I’m a big fan of your work.

    – Tom Krantz

  • pagan
    paganover 4 years ago

    i like the mystery you present here… gets a reader wondering about experiences and motivations… :-)

  • Thank you gretchen, you’ll have to tell me about some of these experiences and motivations sometime.

    – Tom Krantz

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