RELATIONS.

Though love is never perfect And heartache always so pure There is always a necessity To keep on heading out. Like moths to a flame Oblivious to reason Hearts can bind to its heat And never let go. It tends to come and so to go The closer the relations The more that we can know Yes the closer the relations The less we will let go. Through hatred being despised By jealous and salacious eyes That which has no name Remains until it grows. It … But pressure comes to blow the coup And threatens self destruction That’s not what is required To leave alone those relying on. You, yonder is the answer kept Within fields of Easter house Like walls we build around They break and fall eventually. It … Again it is not wrong to love No matter who provides Without a surety of profundity What comes will always go. And holding hands in final scene This play we play with, is never over More questions roll that can be stopped Where lies the blame no-one knows – do you? GRUM