Love's Conundrum

What seems so very simple
is not so what it seems;
(To complicate the matter
our lives are full of dreams.)

Enthralling tours of wonder
cause feelings strong to grow;
(Illusions cast long shadows
on paths which lead to woe.)

The world is always lovely
so longs the heart at night;
(Within the dream is shining
though distant is the light.)

Hot passions tend to smolder
for those who hold them dear;
(Longing will always linger
so hearts do slowly tear.)

Murals seen imbued within
in love so strong the zeal;
(Such scenes painted so deeply
dread time will seek to steal.)

Desire’s fruit sweet ripens
love’s nectar to be found;
(But dead to earth it’s falling
and makes no thoughtful sound.)

To taste the fruit of Eros
resolve with joy it flies;
(Cold doubt blunts the purpose
with winter’s breath it dies.)

When two lovers are loving
then souls they can be free;
(Stormy minds tend to becloud
sure paths one once could see.)

Love songs play a melody
sublime heard in a dream;
(Though softly sure it whispers
foreign can seem its theme.)

A trance of love is beauty
and stunning in its hue;
(Always an angst in moments
when taken out of view.)

Places for peaceful knowing
keep true the soul at peace;
(Paths fade in somber travels
so lost souls tend to cease.)

So the quest for loves reward
pursued throughout all time;
(No matter words not knowing
it’s found within the rhyme.)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Rone Avatar
March 16, 2021 at 11:53 AM
Dreamy relaxation, focused anticipation. I will be reading this again. Thank you Mr. Levasseur.
Labyrinth Avatar
December 21, 2020 at 1:31 PM
The positive aspects of life and love contrasted against the negative, of dark folly and negative hesitation, speaks for many. I especially like the arrangement of words in regularly measured, patterned, or rhythmic lines - to find the music to match the song. So true, it all is really, but these 4 lines: "Murals seen imbued within in love so strong the zeal; (Such scenes painted so deeply dread time will seek to steal.)"
Labyrinth Avatar
December 21, 2020 at 1:32 PM
...and the last 4 lines of your poem, speak volumes. Beautifully written and construction - perfect.
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