Love Never Stays
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Love never saved a single soul,
love never stays.
It might drift onward
in fitful narcotic dreams.
Move on to become weariness,
and another barren sunset.
Love is a jester and a trickster.
Love is an ever retreating mirage.
This sandbar for the shipwrecked,
is a place to catch our breath.
But then the tide returns
to drown us in the audacity of hope.
Love is fire stolen from the mountain,
another delusion of immortality.
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