Is Love Not Timeless
"Beating bulls blazing your mind."
Is one sentence affective, perhaps,
To describe you of late.
Pouncing around the Kitchen
"I am not good enough! I am not good enough!".
A positioned me waiting in the corner
Witnessing a manifestation of wailing and weeping
Which resembles us both.
Making me the knight unable to
Control your Trojan horse.
Wheeping.
Wailing.
A helpless presence about as useful as the furniture.
Immovable.
Dear Lady:
You will spend years fighting a war
Between the left and right side of your mind.
One proving to be correct in everything the opposite states.
As mistakable as those who charge in
Battles gripping the same cross but having read
Different bibles.
A war based on subjective opinions.
A war where everyone is right without the
Exception of peace.
Have you ever listened with those pretty ears
That have grown inward?
In the past did they hear me screaming
"You are good enough! You are good enough!".
Is it not on love's interest to steer away
From one's self to sail ships and
Harbour in my heart?
To port in my good opinion?
Or are you love?
If so, why is it not protecting you?
When did your mind become your mother?
Shouting at me:
"You are not good enough! You are not good enough!".
When did love become an absence
In a world where time never stops?
Is love not timeless?
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