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Love, and Nothing But...: A Rhyme to Inspire

Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.


It is better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you are not.

-- Andre Gide


Is its magic potion mixed in heavenly heights

or in volcanic crater of groin so happily insane?

Too sweet not to hurt from those very first sights

with each orgasmic face expressing joy and pain.


That colorful glow emanating from a soul

circus of some blinding fireworks and craze

that emotion is capable to deceive and cajole

making us surrender to its nowhere ending maze.


Sweet poison to mind and its every sane reason

secret behind so many wars, ambitions, and fame

in a constant reluctance between freedom and prison

well, who really needs hate, if love can ignite the same.


Source of every beauty, sonnet, and ballet finesse

a reason to be born and sometimes also to die

every poet's enigma impossible to express

with reasons to laugh, and reasons to cry.


Moonlights and roses and all wine combined

cannot spell a right name of that emotion

beyond any word invented by mind

only felt as a sweet devotion.


A true measure of life, without which we're slowly dying

but instantly resurrected by a certain single glance

just one promising smile that leaves us sighing

like rain drop on a dry soil in its joyful dance.

© 2022 Val Karas

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