Abundant love
Dissolves
As a single
Drop
Of hate
Crashes.

Soft pleasures float away
Caught on a breath
Leaving
Bare
Pain

So load me up with love
And hate,
With pleasures, heavy as the pain:
And unbending
I will yield to all,
Equally.

I settle
In perfect
Balance.

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Author: agw

Amateur poet and writer who aspires to write more...

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