Skip navigation.

exploreopera

| Help

Sign up | Help

MoonViews

Reflections of a Compassionate Misanthrope

That Love

That love which cannot surmount
isn't love and lives without
the single flower in snowswept fields
that leads us to eternal yields.

That love which cannot abide
the fears of life which we both hide
Isn't love and lives without
the peace that comes when we surmount.

I would die for one chance to see
me in you and you in me.
I would bleed sweet years for more
than what we've both dismissed before.

That love which cannot renew
the dream I have inside of you
Isn't love and cries to see
what becomes of you and me.

WhisperWoman Hater. Part VI: Break

Comments

avatar
So poignant.

Beautiful, Michael.

By Starphoenix, # 7. December 2007, 00:00:08

avatar
thanks.

By Moontan01, # 7. December 2007, 00:20:18

avatar
It's gonna be my favourite :love:

By allangie, # 7. December 2007, 22:12:07

avatar
Thanks. Glad you like this one.

By Moontan01, # 7. December 2007, 22:15:55

avatar
I did and I still like it. And will do so tomorrow.

By allangie, # 7. December 2007, 22:18:53