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Love is ice
and wind-driven snow
Crystalline frost
and gritty rime
Frigid glaciers
Soul-less bergs
Love is ice
Love is longing
for what you can't have
Wanting, desiring,
needing like a drug
Attraction
Obsession
Love is longing
Love is pain
bitter as lye
Burning with a
freezing fire
Despair
Shattered hopes
Love is pain
Love is death
an ending of things
Can no longer remember
what came before
Lose my soul
Fracture my mind
Love is death
Robbie Hatley, Tuesday January 27, 1998
I wrote this in just ten minutes, around noon on Tue. Jan. 27, 1998, while in a really BLACK mood while sitting on a bus-stop bench at Slater & Beach in Huntington Beach, CA.
It was just one of those moods I get into sometimes. I'm sure glad I'm not in a mood like that ALL the time! I really have a great faith in the power of Love. It is only when I'm in a really bad mood that my faith weakens, and then I wonder momentarily if there really is any such thing in this world as true Love. I was in a mood like that when I wrote this poem.
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