Love is a
Cowboy
Does love
exist or is it merely a mist?
Does
someone really care or it is familiarity’s twist?
Trapped
between youth and old age fear
Skeptics
abound let’s be clear
For once
tied, then apart, will cut your heart and scar your soul
Evolution’s
revenge to frustrate and bend
Break
free from this hormonal hold and it will avenge
Conflict
between desire and familiarity until your end
To first
desire and then to love
Or have
neither, and then hope for love
The
prison of love without desire
A sentence,
you’ve cursed yourself to live in frustration’s fire
Tied by
the law of convention’s yoke
To stray
then accused thru’ the biblical joke
To
capture desire then love is not enough
Intellect
is the lasso that corrals the lot
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