Love, the Holy Grail of Words
The word love is the Holy Grail
It is not a product in a sale
If love does not surge within
Then written down it is just spin.
To write love and mean it
To feel it and believe it
Those who use love lightly
But mean it mightily
To me they are higher souls
People with purer goals
Love, I use like extra hot chilli sauce
Just a little dash of course
Like chilli love is addictive
Love should not be predictive
I am told love has a scale
Different types of love prevail
I only see one kind,
Not categorized or refined
Love to me is absolute
Of all fine emotion it is the square root
On one hand I count who I hold dear
Those I hold very near
Those who I cry for
Those I would willingly die for
My love is stunted
That elusive feeling I have hunted.
It’s is not that my love does not exist
Just it’s too high up on my list
If I write love and have to ask really?
Then it is love that is just nearly
For fear of sounding fake
When my views you partake
I will change that adjective
To something less superlative
The upshot of this self-imposed restriction
My written love is not fiction
When placed its heartfelt and meant
The strongest of feelings I do vent
Love is the king of words for a reason
Missed used it and it is treason
(a little bit for Mike, just because it popped into my head)
Punishable by death
Or if not that
A lung full of dog breath
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