The love that fate, in humor, <br />May grant a younger heart. <br />Will keep it pure and wholesome, <br />Though It's been torn apart. <br /> <br />As lost loves still engender <br />A pain at every turn. <br />A short term loss of memory <br />Is but their least concern. <br /> <br />But pleasure, ever present, <br />As all young lovers know; <br />When vested in such virgins, <br />Maintains an afterglow. <br /> <br />And built on firm illusions, <br />Young lovers, may, in vain; <br />Find mercy in believing, <br />Their love may live again. <br /> <br />So easily rekindled, <br />It only takes a spark. <br />Ignited by a kind word, <br />Into a flaming arc. <br /> <br />I caution every lover, <br />Don't be deceived by this. <br />It's only an illusion, <br />And one you should dismiss. <br /> <br />The myth words, here, are written. <br />A wisdom, best ignored. <br />The lord of all illusions, <br />'Lost love, can be restored '.<br /><br />GREENWOLFE 1962<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lord-of-all-illusions/
