Watch it flit,

Elusive beast..

Watch it fly

Down life's path,

Through the traffic

Of tears and pain,

Through the transparent,

Stumbling masses,

Who try to catch it-

Grasp it- but cannot.

Watch it slither

through the

Fields of our regret,

And bulldoze through the

Seas of our innocence-

Forever changing,

a creature of constant

Metamorphosis.

Watch it land

For a moment in

An open breast,

And whisper sweet

Nothings,

Sadistically seducing

A young heart

With the promise,

And the lie,

"It's better to have

Loved and lost,

Then never loved,

At all."

Love, art thou sweet?