Wednesday, March 4, 2015


We think Love’s great arch-enemy is Hate.
   It isn’t.  it’s Familiarity.
Love dies a little each time we create
   A shortcut out of who we always see,
Or think we know each other inside out—
   Which is how love defines security—
It flies on auto-pilot over doubt
   And always lands close to complacency.
When lovers become X in an equation—
   When easy answers choke hard questioning—
Then all we think we know is just evasion
   Because nobody takes in anything.
      And that’s what real love needs to keep on growing:
      The daily risk of learning, and not knowing.

Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells

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