Oh, to think
about love's lethal eyes
and the moment,
when fixed on
another's fangs,
with such moony shine,
hurt us that much.
But fair is rightful
to be said, when we tend to break
with tender, tragic, clumsy
unsolicited caresses;
and sad as well,
when we destroy ourselves
trying to find the ways,
inner sights, our truly selves…
So we could feel love
at least in a 0K way.














