The Agony
A world of turmoil turning, intrepid, tepid, tremulous;
The universe in touch and trying, tasting, tempting us
And taking time to taunt and tease
It's taking two for making one,
Breaking rules and letting fools fake love
And on the way the fools are broken -
Love, the token left unloved
While twos continue ones
And tentatively touch and taste
And fake and waste and win
As faking find they're making it,
Winning find they've taken it,
And waking find it's only taken
Agony to make it work.
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