"An Affair" // Last updated 27.July.2007

This one of several poetic attempts at defining the often hazy relationship between the stronger emotions. Also, one of several attempts at stringing together Haikus (only five or seven at a time, of course).

Love ran, fast and quick,
To see if Hate could come out
And play with It, but

Hate only laughed, No,
Not in the brightness of day,
Only in dark corners.

Why, O, why? asked Love.
Because this is our way, said Hate.
Now go play with joy.

Yet Love persisted,
And Hate only resisted.
Joy sat lone and cried.

Love couldn't hear Joy,
Couldn't see the tears It caused,
And so went back home.