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Do Tell For It May Break
Lee Nelson
Love has never been a question,
so it's never been a question of love.
If either of us were to leave tomorrow,
"I don't love you anymore,"
for all our dysfunctions
will never be our dysfunction.
It would be the Devil's world,
but these are the Devil's words,
and they would be a blasphemy
to our fled unity.
We've lived what love can do,
and it's been just enough
to live what love can do.
It's been enough to surmise
what our love will do,
and enough to know
love isn't enough.
What is enough
our love does not portend
anymore than love.
How can love be so fickle
Yet still the essence?
We've fought to far ends
and back again
and will again.
What is enough
must reveal.
It must reveal
for our fled unity
would be the Devil's world,
surely as we reckon
the devils of our world,
And for embrace or absence,
we will know what love can do,
and we will surely know
what our love can do,
And we will indeed discover
what love didn't do,
and what our love
has done.
