Paradox of Passion

Falling, in torturous wait
For an inevitable crash
Into reality with a blaze
Of pain anxiously anticipated
Ever since the unimaginable onset
Of our opposing experience.
A paradox of passion. Long-awaited
Joy upstaged by that clamorous fear,
Tainting every memory – perfection
Personified – with the thought
Of humanity’s ill-timed
And transitory nature.

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