''seed of Love''

I sail unaware 
into
 
the ocean currents 
of her life:

and 
smitten, I 
desire to ride 

them with her.

Somewhere 
along
 
the ocean 
ways, a 

seed of love 

plants itself in 
the soil 

of my heart 

and takes root 
and grows—

only to perish 
like 

an embryo of  
hope 

that's aborting itself:

though I love 
her still, 

she cuts
and lacerates my heart 

like a careless 
knife. 

In spite of 
this cruelty and myself, 

I look

for encouragement
in her stare. 

And 

at the outlines 
of her 

magnificent 
form 

I marvel: 

she is 
indeed 

a Helen of Troy, 
a Venus— 
on 

whose 
loveliness I 

so richly gorge! 

But never was 
a lonelier
man 

more wretched 
than I 

am, 

as she cannot
return 

my
affections  

with equal measure 
of feeling

or passion.  

I would be gladder 
had she been unwedded 

to another,

and could more 
easily be 

within my desirous 
and jealous 

orbit! 

In time, I 
never 

see her 
again;

and love, 
or the similitude 
of It—

like 
some aborted 

fetus—

flushes down the  
toilet 

and dies

with her parting 
as well...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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