What Love Is
poets believe love is iridescent
a comforting lullaby, tucked in tight
children romanticize stolen moments
a princess awaiting her shining knight
the Queen sees her marriage as a power
a guarantee of where loyalty lies
the jester laughs at the chains around her
waiting for the day when royalty dies
lovers see Aphrodite’s true nature
for love is not a heartfelt bouquet
it doesn’t have a sugary flavor
it’s a china bowl; with new cracks each day
Forgiveness knows that her words are the glue
she patches the fractures between the two
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