Love is still loving your first wife and kids
but then wishing she would get married and stung by bees
and and well die im sry to say.
Love at times when we think we know love
its irrational and sometimes not kind to our frame
Love is saying many words at times just to fill space
Love is a memory like playin some game
Love love so much much is saying something like
"I love you I love you you bitch."
Love so much that you want to kill that person
or maybe die for them and shoot yourself cause they left the marriage.
Love is taking rat poison in your forbidden system
and later dying in that cold hospital.
Love is spiritual physical as to the touch
rubbing legs kicking fingers on a waist.
Love hurts so much insofar as you cant look
cant even look at the woman you love and you would die then.
We practice love when we sit down with gin and socialize
using that very friendly love to the core.
Love is so effective
you want more and more.
The sun helps brighten and gleam the kitchen
but then you just sit there not getting more gin
sit there and dont move an inch
Even as the whole room goes DARK.