Love is a bug
Just like the avian flu
Creeps up on you
It takes you unawares
The symptoms are sickening
You wish for a script
That can be purchased
Measured in milligrams or in fluid ounces
You wonder how and where
You let yourself get caught
How low could your immune system get?
Or maybe it was a mutation
But then just maybe
You needed rescued by this feeling
To know that you are truly human:
A labyrinth of emotions and reality
The truth however remains
You have a choice to make
To self-restrain or enjoy the ride into bliss or discontent:
Your judgment the sole determinant.
5 comments:
This is a good one sele, keep posting we R reading.
This is a good one and a lesson too. you are doing a good job.
nice one
I am poetically challenged but a few lines in there jumped out at me and I liked them.
I hope all is well with you.
Yes love is a bug, it gets us unawares. Why we need guard our hearts. But then, how much can you resist that 'thing' called love?
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