The lack of love was always on the cards

Left too late and left aside outside the barbs

Of the fake, the hidden and the obscene

Leaving only longing in between.

The throwing back of the eternal curtain

Reveals a love so steady and certain

That it will not leave or break or lessen

A love learned and experienced as a lesson

Taught by love Himself on a cruel tree

Bleeds and dies for such a one as me

And you I perceive your pain

Washing over me again and again

You love but the bonds of law bind you fast

Leaving me in the threat of weariness at last

Is this as good as it gets for you and me?

The end of love and a heavy heart in me.

I have no knowing and no feeling but the hurt

Of endless blame and magnanimous dirt.