Amoris Servitutem

I apologize for any mistakes on the iambic pentameter, was a rush write.

So lost was the ability to breathe

lungs clawing for the paradise of air

wholly forgotten the hope of reprieve

heart's fickle cautiousness not even there

The extreme cruelty of the enslaved heart 

as one feels the rapture of love's first bloom 

the inexplicable fear of depart 

weaving the heart's complex, desperate loom 

Pride and moral now a naive concept

though boastfulness takes so long to train

love's serrated thorns so dearly inept

in the wily rewiring of the brain 

To contradict the teachings of mercy

is love's transparent, captious decree

Reviews

[luna11]

Such a beautiful poem :D