Love Poem: Precious Moments
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Written by: Emile Pinet

Precious Moments

The bogeyman exists, influencing lives through drugs, alcohol, and violence. We often say and do illogical things in pursuit of love and happiness. Sometimes, the building blocks of trust; get laid upon weak, moral grounds. And relationships are in jeopardy; when we fail to communicate truthfully with each other. Time is neither good nor bad; it's a constant current of precious moments and heartaches, that form memories with equal determination. Lust accomplishes the role assigned to it; but lacks the spontaneous heat required to ignite love's eternal flame. And so, it is two-dimensional; it satisfies urges and longings, but it's noticeably lacking depth. Our hearts get tethered to our emotions, and we oft find ourselves trespassing on the feelings of others; with immunity and impunity. And given the opportunity, hate, festering within the human heart, will flare up; and consume us from our insides, like a cancer.