Mathematics of Love
How sad it is
That not to take a chance
On love
Because it might hurt
Like it has so many times before
So foolish
For perhaps,
Just perhaps, this time it is real
The big one
The one the moonlight always remembers
The one those long, empty nights
Are so full of
Against all odds and worth all risks
But, no
Listen to the head
Be reasonable
The mind has calculated the odds
In a sane practical manner
It has examined the parameters
Of the past
Listed the pain
And heartbreak exponentially
To the nth power
The numbers were staggering
The figures ran down the page
While the heart softly throbbed
09/08/02
10:27 AM
Delray Beach
It’s not home
Sunday morning
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