Love is the subtle matter,
Pursuit of daydream stuff,
You try to get it better,
But is that all enough?
How much determination
Does little love require?
What beautiful sensations
Will end up in a pyre?
What starts with some affection,
Flirtation or likewise,
Will whisper the perfection,
Or rot in sweet demise?
Alas, you‘ll never size up
The limits of your aim,
Until you step on ice,
Of foggy wicked realm...
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Love is a Subtle Matter
© Copyright: Ирина Стародубцева 3, 2020
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