How come you achieve painless love?,
When there's pain and cry before any happy thing,
joy and cry for a little while after. A remnant smile maybe.
The next unseen ghost is lurking to ambush,
To haunt
It seems
That to laugh
One has to be made mad
Or love disenchanted
Which is hollow love.
Love and Bliss are theoretically at odds.
You are the great practical master.
The master balancer.
You and the overwhelming presence
Of beauty like the finest sand
That stays swell on the palm
When gently palmed.
When there's pain and cry before any happy thing,
joy and cry for a little while after. A remnant smile maybe.
The next unseen ghost is lurking to ambush,
To haunt
It seems
That to laugh
One has to be made mad
Or love disenchanted
Which is hollow love.
Love and Bliss are theoretically at odds.
You are the great practical master.
The master balancer.
You and the overwhelming presence
Of beauty like the finest sand
That stays swell on the palm
When gently palmed.
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