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The Perils of Love
Love hath mny splendors
But like a rose it is
Best to observe from afar.
When one leans in to partake
Of its aroma a rather
Malignant odor is instead
In its place.
And if one should desire to
Pluck the rose, or
Touch its gentle beauty
A conglomerate of thorns
Shall meet with crimson
Tear drops their fingers.
Love is best observed from
Afar, for when one
Invests in it, they soon
Find that interest generates
Faster than principle.
Love is best observed from
Afar, for it is designed to
Sicken the mind and twist the heart,
Shatter thine own precepts
For your heart shall only
Be broken, shattered beyond
Recognition.
