LOVE'S LABOUR LOST - by ckyh

LOVE'S   LABOUR   LOST    by   ckyh The heart's been wringed dry. It numbs, then thaws to hurt. My giving falls on unopened palms, Then breaks and scatters to sea. I have no destiny: I tread alone. You embrace me without arms, Yet, fill my very soul. My best will never be my best For love's labour is lost. Yet love, foolishly, lives on.