When ones heart because of love is a flutter,
Yet love is not returned by the other,
The victim treads around a hollow mess,
Joy and happiness has sunk oh so fast.
But look again friend, at where the true victim lies,
As like me, the truth may have eluded your eyes.
Is the victim not the fool who chose to ignore
Love so deep, sensual and pure?
A love like this does not come by day to day,
Only a fool would disregard, throw it away.
Once pure love is left, it is never again to come around,
Leaving no trace- no smell, sight or sound.
