Great love has no closure

no future and no past

the now will not go away

or disappear

covered by a patina

of wear and tear.

Great love just seems

to always be aware

of the objects of its intention.

As it is without boundary

it lives for all time.

There are no games to win

there is a sacrificial bin

out of which cost becomes known.

There is always cost

a different one at every turn

great love has no closure

won’t occupy an urn

saved for ashes of old lovers

who smother their own return.

Great love cannot be described

that’s why those who have it

are speechless in its presence

drawn into the kiss

eternally dancing.

“No Chance for the Last Dance” | Patt  ©2013