For love cannot walk away
For love cannot walk away
From a searing pain
Scathing its senses
Nor flee the distress
Of fractured tears
Dried at their origin
Thus, does it hide
Within a bit of humor
A silly dance
A chided rebuke
Of memory’s kisses
For love cannot walk away
For it is love
Not a sappy swoon
Destined to wither
In the heat of passions angst
Nor a butterfly
Afloat on wind-blown wings
It will at times shriek loudly
Into the raging darkness
Of billowing despair
Weep softly in the absence
Of a failing presence
Curse in angered arrogance
its fate of loving
And yet it will endure
For love cannot walk away
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