Love Is A Madness

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Title:     Love Is A Madness
Author: Edgar Lee Masters [More Titles by Masters]

Love is a madness, love is a fevered dream,
A white soul lost in a field of scarlet flowers--
Love is a search for the lost, the ever vanishing gleam
Of wings, desires and sorrows and haunted hours.

Will the look return to your eyes, the warmth to your hand?
Love is a doubt, an ache, love is a writhing fear.
Love is a potion drunk when the ship puts out from land,
Rudderless, sails at full, and with none to steer.

The end is a shattered lamp, a drunken seraph asleep,
The upturned face of the drowned on a barren beach.
The glare of noon is o'er us, we are ashamed to weep--
The beginning and end of love are devoid of speech.

[The end]
Edgar Lee Masters's poem: Love Is A Madness

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