Love left bare By Eclipse Love! Who can call it fare? The weak of will and afraid keep at bay, For only ones worthy are these who dare; Exposed and left bare are they. Emotion! Who can fathom? Unchanged by the wave of tricksters’ wand. The secret heart, who can know it? Certainly not we of mortal source, Least through blood run its heated course! From the secret depths, There where secret monsters slept. Who thought such a treacherous tool, Could yield such an awesome pull? Not I, the one caught in its draw. Nor that one, emotions found raw. So finally we admit the inferno in our heart. Never shall I wish upon another, Or wish upon each other, The deafening roar, of a breaking heart.