88 In the face of Love

____To enrich my pen____

I am addicted

to the pain

when I can't find it in

my numb heart

I go to hunt

for it, in hearts

of them who suffer,

feed their misery

to the soil

of my heart

to enrich

my pen

my poems

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________In the face of Love_______

In the face of love

what should I see

see the spring

and flowers blooming

or the autumn

and all those tears

frozen

in the autumn's heart