Love’s Intention
A heart cannot determine love,
to be deceit or joyous giving,
the mind alone has that sight in living;
and so a heart’s travail is fraught with strife,
selfish plans and salacious blights,
the pleasured conceit of self.
A heart is an island,
knowing only of its needs,
and love in any form is sought in deed;
and with unqualified optimism
it gives its all in eternal flame,
only to be torn apart in sad and rejected refrain.
Tis only when a heart and mind meld,
to know the deceit in a dark soul’s eyes,
that life becomes clearer, revived;
and then love’s nature and conditions apply,
to recognise its not love at all,
but the mirror of a selfish heart’s call, to take.
If only wisdom arrived in time,
to recognize this endless rhyme,
that souls may use love’s grace for purpose;
perhaps this broken heart would then have seen,
the ineptitude of souls that deemed
a love of lasting will with me, would be.
Sadly now I see,
the depth of love within those I meet,
and few can even understand their deceit,
when it comes to need;
and so my cynical heart is open but two paces apart,
for intentions are shown but actions rarely sewn,
with loves potential so remiss.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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Love can be expressed in words so true on paper or from a distance- but, it is the physical closeness where it matters the most. One must see the face when love is expressed, look into the eyes, hear the intonations of voice, feel the touch of a hand before expressions of love can be trusted and accepted. The potential can only be recognized when two come together in person. I pray that happens for you, Tony. You are so deserving of love. Great verse.
Thanks Phyllis, for your kindness and support. Take care.