Aug 20, 2009 15:29
Dulcet Toxicity
jL '09
Love is a curse
upon the female heart
feelings sharp as a dart.
Love knows no owner
understands only one possession
confusion and torment rage succession.
Love waits for no one
attaches itself to the soul
makes one wonder without it if they're whole.
Love is complex
beyond layers of passion
no such thing as a reasonable ration.
Love eats you alive
when you thought you could bottle it
keep it just for ONE person, it escapes...oh shit.
Love is undeniably ageless
mocks certain Adam and Eves
runs rampant through us ALL and never leaves.
Love intoxicates
seeps in through the pores
personifies the key that opens the doors.
Love, Love how I know you!
Love, Love how I crave you!
Love, Love how I hate you.