Undying Love

Your beauty is why men want to embrace you;

   I see the greater beauty that’s inside.

Your distance is why men will always chase you

   And why I’ll be a place where you can hide.

You’re wild, so men will want to tame or break you,

   Like passion is a game of vicious hearts.

I want your love to see if love can make you

   And me a sum that’s greater than its parts.

Men like to play the game of hearts to win,

   And loss is what their passion won’t survive;

My heart knows win and lose are both a sin—

   I play the game to keep the game alive.

      I'll never make a move to satisfy

      My love—that’s why my love will never die.

 

Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells