08 May 2010

spontaneous poem

They say that it's like starting a fire in your heart.
I want to know if it can last,
if, like perpetual motion,
it will defy what is known
and burn until there is nothing left for it to consume.
Then, I will not have to worry
like I do now.

They say love is when the other person means more
than you ever could.
They don't mention that this is easy
when the fire has been burning for months
and there is only empty space left to matter.

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