20:21 “Love’s where you grind it?”
Posted by sarahsmiles on January 21st, 2007 filed in poetryLove’s where you grind it,
where you in the darkness find it.
Love’s not the cure, just the antidote.
Love is black and hot,
not what mother taught.
Love burns the tongue and sears the soul.
Love keeps you up all night
jittery dark deep delight.
Love is not love if it decaffinates, when caffination calls.
Love is a strange disease
the addict needs for mental ease.
Love is an ever fix’ed cup that needs must be consumed.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s café?
Thou art more bitter and more sweet.
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