To Trust In Love

Your arrows, they rebound now,
returning thus to you.
For my soul refuses, even now,
to allow anotherís suffering
to break this heart of mine -
even now, as Eros chimes
a death toll for your misery.

For Eros loves at last within reality,
casting off the shadows
of illusionís greatest mystery,
to at last become the sense
of all thatís ultimately crazy
in the feel of loving ecstasy.
Here, within the realm
of this so very human
sense of creativity;
found only in sensation.

And so the myths continue
to evolve somehow through us,
in each and every living moment
that we dare to trust
this stream of love so true...

? Michaelette ?

3/20/2001
Copyright© 2001 Michaelette L. Romano
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