Too Gutless To Love

Thou does not have the guts to love
For thou has not endure love enough to endure not weeping.
In thy embraces always fear
In thy heart always longing
Thy breath always quivering

Oh thou does not have the guts to love
For thy mornings ring with lust for happiness
For thy nights are safe with angels
For thy furor is only drama
and thy temper material

The courage not to weep
The courage to love faltering within thee
Thy heart reading love poems for love
Thy passions fantasies
Eyes that do not see red
Eyes that do not see fire
Too gutless to love or not to weep!

RC