What for?
This is the sense that one feels
at the dying of a great passion
ignoring the fact that it is by its short lifespan
elevated to the grandest of passion.
unable to sustain itself with its voracity!
Longevity belongs to the honourable yet
dutiful throes of love.
But the nexus of the crux in critical perfection
Is the attainment of both.
The riding of the crest and the fall
And the pull of the shore.
The chaos and madness of life
Pushing in between you
And throwing you apart before
Winding back to eachother.
Are you strong enough to want it
Are you generous enough to keep it
Are you worthy enough to sustain it?
Art you wise enough to know when you have it?
What for?
It all dies in the end
the grandest passion
The greatest fall...
In the end
the question remains...
hey sorry guys only have time for a
quick post gotta love yas and leave yas ;'( hugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."