Poison, we drink in love - the sweetest one, <br /> But that's the poison, what we drink, <br />And always pay for joy, that's briefest one, <br /> With sadness of the long days' link. <br />"The flames of love are flames of happiness", <br /> Everyone says; but what's a fact? <br />It empties, in its fierce craziness, <br /> The every soul, it attracts! <br />Who will be able to stifle the memories, <br />Of days of suffering and happiness, <br /> Of your enchanting days, oh love? <br />Then I'd return to life, to joy and fun, <br />And put my soul before your bright one <br /> For golden dreams my youth above.<br /><br />Yevgeny Abramovich Baratynsky<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-2377/
