Run from love.
You will lose your sleep.
You will lose your sanity
Among everything you keep:
Letters of theirs with marks one can hardly see.
Run from love.

How many times
Will great triumphs
Sink under their sighs?
How many times
Will you forget your whole life,
Looking in their eyes?

Run from love,
Before it is too late.
Soon, all that is not love
Will be hate.

Run from love.
Run from design and rhyme
Formulated all for them
Who will be so touched.
Reason needs to condemn.

Run from love
And all its doubt.
The moon is sliding beneath the earth.
And the mind is coming out.

Run from love.
Wanting love, you will lose your sleep.
Run from love.
You’ll make the others who love you weep.


  1. Don Fox said,

    January 9, 2014 at 6:59 pm

    Plato would agree.

  2. January 10, 2014 at 10:16 am

    From John Waters’ book Role Models :

    “But what about love?” you may ask. That terribly exciting disease that, to me, feels like another full-time job. Isn’t love just trying to get back what your parents didn’t give you before you were three years old? One thing I learned in therapy is you’ll never get this back, so move on, for God’s sake. Make friends with your neuroses. I know that true love is supposed to be companionship, growing old together, blah blah blah. I thought that was what friends were for, not sexual partners!

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