Paper Mache Sword Play

 

The poets say
in their infinite wisdom
of convenient cliches

Love conquers all

Really?

Can love defeat disease?

Make cancer cells dissolve
with a heartfelt hug?

How about vanquishing cruelty?

Or crushing the pain of infidelity?

Does love possess
super hero qualities? 

I sure wish it did

What a better place
this grim world this would be

But as often
seems to be the case
the truth rarely
cooperates with our lofty dreams

For you see my bitter friends
while love can be a transient
joyfully magical experience
it's such a delicate flower

A beautiful ethereal 
cotton candy treat

Defenseless against 
the harsh breeze of reality

Love simply will never be
the concrete monument
of eternal permanency
we poetic weavers of fantasy
desire it to be

So embrace the sensation while it lasts