Falling in love abounds with heat, spark and might,
Yet just for a short passion boom,
Vastness of joy, power, thoughts, - like a light,
Yet light with gunpowder create their doom...
Going like mad with all fuel in the fire,
Making an impulse of a destroying shot;
But then shortly runs out of flaming desire,
The same sharply drops as it winged from a nought -
O, This is not love, but a dash of my lust,
That takes off and crushes in a blink for deligt,
With a self-centred base that's so weak, not to trust -
No, true love's an ever invincible might!
And it is the life, it is all, it is men,
Yet not just a passion we madly fall in...
Falling in love
© Copyright: Михаил Фризен, 2022
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