Written by, Jackie Pollo
for what evil surpasses that
of which only love can derive?
I’ve seen it twice, but blind to some,
azure eyes, hypnotic in gleam.
know of the perversions yet to come,
dark beauty spells the unforseen.
a witness to enslavement, for I saw
words whispered of love linger.
celestial beasts, on weakness they gnaw,
feed on anguish with prying fingers.
how can such tender vices be denied,
from one whom beholds it in vain?
intentions from fulfilled to deprived
when love utters its own name.