Deceptive and trite is our human condition
Hopeless are we, facing prior resolve
Dreams of "forever," fueled by the longing
To lighten this load carried each to his own
Suddenly staring at lifelong confinement
Resolving adherence through vows yet unshown
Trancelike we wander: searching for freedom
The last thing we wanted when we were alone
Terminal wonder: an ill-fated scrutiny
For gilded and jeweled, folly glimmers and shines
Is Love what we seek? Or have we remembered?
We need look no further than this: yours and mine
Monday, May 22, 2006
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