06-11-2017, 06:24 AM
“love”
There was no love when we were apes.
Or was there, who could estimate?
Is it born through contemplation
or vanishing in twists of ratio?
Projected into dreams´ perfection
it´s shrinking in the dead reflection.
The more I search the less I find
though it´s everywhere proclaimed
A word, a trade, a fake romance,
love may lose significance.
Still “love” would have a correlate,
that´s hard for me to catch by word.
All theories just won´t enlight,
more likely they obliterate.
Oh literate, but vain debate
on a hazy kiss of fate!
There was no love when we were apes.
Or was there, who could estimate?
Is it born through contemplation
or vanishing in twists of ratio?
Projected into dreams´ perfection
it´s shrinking in the dead reflection.
The more I search the less I find
though it´s everywhere proclaimed
A word, a trade, a fake romance,
love may lose significance.
Still “love” would have a correlate,
that´s hard for me to catch by word.
All theories just won´t enlight,
more likely they obliterate.
Oh literate, but vain debate
on a hazy kiss of fate!

