every lover's normal dilemma
We are all fakes and perverts,
we who love beyond what's good for us
and never learn not to get hurt
but go on endlessly with our self-torture
just to time and time again end up
with disappointment agonies
of ever crueller lack of mercy.
Still we go on loving
cultivating our perversions
and insisting on their maintenance
as if they were life's very meaning.
And so I go on loving you
to cover you with kisses daily
and each sleepless night in my dreams
with one result only: to never be requited.
Maybe that's the very essence of love:
to just go on forever without salary,
working hard for nothing
in self-exertion unto death,
which isn't even any liberation.
Poetry by Laila Roth
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Written on 2007-12-15 at 16:03
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Loving you in vain
We are all fakes and perverts,
we who love beyond what's good for us
and never learn not to get hurt
but go on endlessly with our self-torture
just to time and time again end up
with disappointment agonies
of ever crueller lack of mercy.
Still we go on loving
cultivating our perversions
and insisting on their maintenance
as if they were life's very meaning.
And so I go on loving you
to cover you with kisses daily
and each sleepless night in my dreams
with one result only: to never be requited.
Maybe that's the very essence of love:
to just go on forever without salary,
working hard for nothing
in self-exertion unto death,
which isn't even any liberation.
Poetry by Laila Roth
Read 569 times
Written on 2007-12-15 at 16:03
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