Sunday, February 28, 2010


Love is a secret that must be kept
It is as if
It is something in the dark
It is silent, crouching, devouring, maniacal
wondrous, magnificent
And when it leaves you
Alone and wanting in its wake
You are truly alone

You have entered a portal
Where nothing will be the same
And as you await for your prince to come
Loves companions make their entrance
Possession, jealousy, anger, all the demons
Flood into the room
Therefore it is simple
Love is a secret that must be kept

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