Devour

Pure love is the desire of the soul

Does love always require a devouring hunger,

Is lust its catalyst to motivate,

is its hunger that which feeds longing,

where is the purity of compassion,

where is the sacrifice of oneself,

where is the agape,

I loved,

I loved so hard,

I loved so true,

all of it mistaken as a mask for more,

her goodbye was swift as lighting,

as bitter as wormwood,

as jarring as a door slammed in the face,

sacrifice was my pleasure,

for her I wept soar,

for her prayers Were made 

splayed on the floor,

one day communication 

then no more,

there was not even a hint 

of loves romance in my heart,

yet I still loved her,

goodbye is such a tiring phrase,

I loathe it,

why does love have to hurt,

please have my heart I no longer want it.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Ms claws]

True love endures. True love is patient even when it tires. True love is everlasting even to the very end which never comes. Even though the lovers may never meet face to face. True love is of the heart and not the eyes. I see your true love in every single thing you write, Poet. (*I don't think it is so much "lust" as it is pure want.) This is, as all your works, so beautiful.

[Dave W.]

Thankyou kindly, I am hoping to write more, I had just had a friend that I cared about just stopped talking to me, I had no romantic feelings for her, I just loved her so much, I am so sad.

[Ms claws]

@ Dave W. Humans are instilled with a powerful drive to keep existing. That drive, I'm afraid, muddies the pure water of passion at times. Go to her. Lay your true heart before her. If she is a real friend, she will appreciate your honesty.

[ETERNITY]

@Dave W. Say it's me. I know we agreed to be just friends. I don't want to lose you.

[ETERNITY]

@Dave W. Write straightforward erotica. You are the best. I know your erotica will be amazing!