Lukas Hyrman

Poets Corner: The beauty of any romantic endeavor is its inherent mortality

  The beauty of any romantic endeavor is its inherent mortality.  It is beautiful because it mirrors life: eventually, it will die.  This, Love, is beautiful because it is only a moment.  In fact, even in its totality it is only ever captured in moments.  That look, those legs lying there, that little smile, that mischief, that outrage.  Love is a fleeting feeling.  We feel it even in the first meeting,                          we just don’t know to call it love yet.  We feel it on the good first dates and hope for more of it.  For it to deepen. The romantic…

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