June 9th – Love
Love is my worst enemy,
Affection is its venom.
It sedates you with its caress and nibbles at your throat.
Falling victim to its charms and rituals,
You allow yourself to be paralyzed.
Then to be blindfolded.
Then to see again.
I am in the purgatory between love and hate.
I was blindfolded only to be left in darkness;
My eyes removed.
My heart is full, but
My glass is half empty.