the size of love

to stare across a void the size of love
(to think the world curves downwards far above)
is giving living hearts a chance to die
sweet tongues the opportunity to lie
(where once was earth there now is naught)
anguish has learnt what gods have never taught
and redly feasts on lives where lover’s tracks
were never meant to be quite so complex
when it has finished it will end again
(yet thus no end will let escape the pain)
our hearts now broken throw them far away
invite this stupor coldly in to stay
(and if there once was good to once be had)
just close your eyes and think hard of the bad


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