by Vassago

Created on: February 18, 2007   Last Updated: May 14, 2007

-Riddle-

I was in love once, so I thought,
A love so deep that I understood
That it is the weight of this material
World, but as my eyes grow dim
To a past that was so easily
Tossed to the curb to roam
Freely amongst the empty
Midnight streets, to scatter with
The bums, when the street lamp
Spotlight puts them center stage

I was in love once, but I now wonder
What love is, every breathe in my
Body was for her, the first thought
In my day, was that of her, and
The smell of her hair still lingering
On my pillow and in my sheets,
To put aside my promises to
Myself, just to be with her,
Alive, I thought, a thought,
The thought! Of marriage,
A sacred thing, I never wanted,
Until I met her, I was willing
To give it all up, for her, and
Try as I may, it was not enough
To feed the hungry, sleeping
On park benches, what is
Enough? Where does love
Begin in the order of
Sacrifices?

I was in love once, and now,
That love is stuffed away, like
A corpse is crammed with
Fillers, and promptly placed
In a casket, ending in the
Packing peanuts of the deceased,
Densely buried in earth, for
Eternity, locked away in
Layers, only to be
Exhumed with proper
Authority, my authority,
Given only to the
Condign

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