Love Will Come Again

I loved you
with the whole of all I am
but now I understand
the limits that you placed
on love, on life
on our relationship

and I wonder how
one can ever really heal
from wounds imposed
within the zeal of passion's flare

of an other, unaware
and indisposed
to the pain imposed
within the flow
of all that they deny

and I ask the starry heavens why
this love must go astray
within these days and nights
of its demise

while spirit wise
whispers gently on the wind
that love will come again . . .


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