Against Ephemeral Love

[Thunderembargo]

Ephemeral Love

always trapped
baited by the fleeting moment
the rush to feel something in seemingly constant rushes
of sweet exchange
the running flow of flooding feeling

yet when time
ticking away
at the throbbing heart
reminds one of the impermanence of life
one can be swept away

some new emotion might enter
this surgery center
and find love uncentered upon
any true object, form
or spirit to be beloved

without any authentic love to be beloved
what good is love
and wherefore
with juliet only half dead upon her bed of stone
should romeo's love be only half directed

the tragic law of love's fleeting boats
raised upon a sea
that rises with fleeting flows, and churns such energies
that only the heaven's above
and the fates below

can know the true aim of cupid's arrows
with vast, immeasured force
the tempest has stormed not once, but twice
on behalf of my favored stone; and still, this love,
falls flat and panegyric, a stone's throw from absurdity

where should it be found; (this heart of constancy)
in the frolicking woods with pan piping lunacy
or the sweet-scented parlour and the dripping honey
neigh, a mere satire only or honeyed confection
as unsustaining as the ephemeral bees buzzing