…and eventually, love dies.
It closes its eyes, and we despise her demise.
And yet, she remains well in her absence.
The physicality of love can vacate,
and vacillate between desire and need.
But it is our greed that asks her to stay
when the emotional love goes away.
Do not presume you can resume
when love has already left the room.
Revel in the now that she presents you,
before she resents the hell out of you and goes!
If she believes, she’ll never let you leave!
Find your joy through love and if it is lasting,
try casting all your uncertainty away.
Love can die if you let it, but have no fear.
You can always charge the paddles and clear!
Then love could live to love another day!
© Walter J. Wojtanik