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Love...from the Bitter Dreamer.

Such dizzying heights,
So high to fall,
Crashing to the ground,
A shuddering grand mal.

Such wonderful delights,
Stripped quickly bare,
The problem giving in,
Letting yourself care.

Something so right,
Can turn terribly wrong,
Snapping your fingers,
No dance for last song.

Love is contrite,
So fleeting in ways,
Here for moments,
Never quite stays.

Still it shines bright,
Whether for weeks or for years,
It’s something we grasp for,
Wanting those smiles…those tears.

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I am a poet at heart.
A writer in dreams.
A father always.
A man.

I am, perhaps, me.

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  • ChainmailChick
    ChainmailChickabout 6 years ago

    So very true. A lovely, sad bit of writing, Paul. And an instant favorite of mine now.

  • sandraellen
    sandraellenabout 6 years ago

    …love is contrite…is that maybe the key here?
    if love is feeling guilty/contrite???
    i like this verse—makes you question your idea of all things LOVE, thanks for sharing —sandra

  • whisperofco
    whisperofcoabout 6 years ago

    Love is contrite,
    So fleeting in ways,
    Here for moments,
    Never quite stays.

    this struck me..i love the wording and the truth it speaks…….

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