Dangerous Thing

Spring is too early here….
The veil between the worlds is too thin….
Don’t leave me….
Ahhhhhh….
Now I remember….I always leave first….
When I cannot find love when I gave it….
Maybe I do not know what love is….
Searching like a homeless heart….
Ahhhhhh….the song this heart plays….
It soars It flies It dances It dies….
… Like the phoenix in fire It will rise….
In love with LOVE….
The most cruel of all masters….
Perhaps I am too difficult to teach?
Perhaps the path I walk is strewn with stones
Perhaps It has no signs
By some miracle
The dangerous things eat from my hands
The sweet things leave me crying….……”DON’T LEAVE ME!”