Poem #10

Eternal Dichotomy

Love and hate, instruments of the sincere


Insincerely; seductively  bold, reaching

in and grabbing hold of keys deep

in the soul…


Torrid emotion bubbling forth displaying

momentary meaning of worth


Will it last?  What will shine through?


Love and hate, tools to control


Invitingly familiar; welcoming home

Folly of thought falls to whim

of makers hand…


Passions abound, irrational thought

leading, misleading to a certain want


Is it love?  Where is the power?

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