Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Here’s Why Love Feels Like A Colossal Gyp


Here’s why Love feels like a colossal gyp—
   A lottery that nobody can win:
Falling in love is always such a trip.
   Being in love?  Well, that’s like landing in
Cleveland.  Game over, man.  What meets your eyes
   Is not so much Love ruling as Love slaving,
Where lust has sad affairs with compromise
   And passion gets seduced into behaving.
Falling is easy—landing is what’s hard,
   Like comedy.  It comes without a perk.
To keep love safe, you have to drop your guard.
   To keep love playful, you must do the work—
      And every time you feel as if you’re crawling,
      Find a new way to keep each other falling.


Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells

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