By Crystevin
Date: 5 April 1999

Love's Last Concern

Worried and fearful
of losing again
the beauty I held 
so tight in my hand.

Heaven's angels have
not forgotten
though they remain silent
in their keen observations
finding no humor in
my mocking salutations.

Circumstances measure beyond my control
as fools throw themselves toward me 
in search of themselves,
while my own soul
cries out for peace.

'Tis lonely all alone
with much love to gain
but the fools that rush in
haven't felt the true pain
of love's last concern.