Loves merciless resistance

Its no secret that love is the ruler of the heart
the eyes of love can look right through you
her paris lips calling me into her wildness
love is like sugar, it likes to dance in the rain

A fall of burning embers opened up from the sky,
and danced the bravura and pirouetted,
burnt orange smouldering
crimson after images delayed in my forlorn mind
and diminished in a lavish coda
extinguished as they touched the ashen snow
orange against white.. red against violet ferns

The pathway of love is intertwining, without destination
lights may loom the path, blossom may fall soft upon the ground,
picturesque as a April day break in dawns chorus,
It may shine like footlights upon natures stage of glory
her dance is a seasonal routine
only in winter is her anatomy bare and scheduled for beauty

Spider webs hung embodied with crystalline frost,
mother natures jewellery displayed in frantic splendor

Thenceforth I concluded her love was like a crime scene
paraded with shadows of the ghosts of pain,
sealed and taped up, cornered off, with bitterness of a tragic reminder

Love has many faces
a sprinkle of saccharine
picking berries of the rowan tree
all with an ambiguous transparent expression

I can see her eyes incandescent with hot tears
not tears of sadness, but tears of a fractured friendship
I wanted more than I could chew, and she held back her delicacy
for another man, the luckiest of men, without knowing will stumble on buried treasure

It ends how it begins,
with the lust of laughter,
the scent of romance lingering
kisses on the cheek
the shake of a hand,
reconciling with your pain

It ends how I starts