Poetry

What is this thing called love???

What is this thing called love
That clogs my head while pumping more blood into my heart
That moves fires in my spine and trickles of sweat on my forehead
What is this thing that bemuses my heart and sets a smile on my face
That shines and makes glow my eyes
What is this thing that thumbs my oestrogen and tickles my feminity
What is it that makes me see stars in the midst of a stormy night?
That makes me turn in my sleep shouting his name
That sets me off with the simple thought of his touch
That secretes in me juices I never thought I had
What is this thing love?
That makes my ills go away

Love is a simple feeling of appreciation
It is the reciprocal emotions of two beings
It is caring for another
It is giving of yourself to another
Love is the ring that marries two souls
It is the kiss that solidifies companionship
It the never ending daydreams

Love is patient
It is nurturing
It is kind
It is faithful
It is joyous
Love is never over ambitious
Nor is it arrogant
It is dedicated
Stern
And unmovable

Yes I loved you
Yes I thought you loved me too

But love allows me not to hate or despise your wicked words
It allows me not to count the many ways you toyed with my heart
Instead…
Love disowns all those who believe they are above its worth
And disqualifies those who refuse to share it with others

Though I ask and attempt to answer the question – what is this thing called love
I seat back, laugh, sigh, and cry while I discover that down hear on earth
Love has been belittled to unholy conducts
It has been downsized to sex sex and more sex
It has thus began to loose its worth
I however, will not fall pray to the evils of this unloving world
He has taught me to take care of self
To love self
Respect self
Be loyal to self
And do not ever let self down
So I love self
And that is love