Love is Acceptance
The older you get the less you love
You grow quieter and calmer.
Instead of loving you become accepting
Barely noticing the difference.
All along life has been sanding it down
To the smooth hilt
That fits perfectly in your hand
Love is for the young, the angry, the lonely
Love is their only salvation
But even love won’t save you from this
My own sword is so light
Everyone assumes it’s only pretend
To parry or thrust is effortless
All this time, it was only a matter of yes
In the end, you have to say yes
11/18/25
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