Few words remain
For what was exhilaration
For the uprooting of sorrows
Once burrowed 
Beneath my skin

They all ring
With heartfelt vigor
Yet their efforts
Are feeble and inept

For their strength withers
Each passing year
In the brooding 
Depths of neglect

Love 
Is but a thoughtless exchange
From the mouths of kin
In hopes of sure reward

Romance lures
Young wayward hearts
Toward certain ruin
Toward agony’s, timeless refrain

Few words remain
For a paradise lost
And they’ll never recall
It’s true and fulfilling embrace