Love is not enough
to stop the tide of change.
Love can do nothing
to bring love home again.
Time is a cruel mistress,
her ravages mark and maim,
she squeezes love drop by drop,
leaves you bereft and drained.
Love is not enough
to defy the angel death,
to conquer sheol's cold grip,
or buy you one more breath.
The grave holds all power
over love's feeble strength,
and death is even welcome
when love was just a minx.
Love is not enough,
and this we know through pain.
Love can do absolutely nothing
to coax love home again.
© Francisco G. Rodriquez, 2012
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