Love what it is?
An elusive bliss
Bittersweet as unrequited kiss
An attribute of the gods
And we are only ipods
A technology through which comes music
That speaks of love all the time
We’ll promise our last dime
As a connoisseur of fine wine
But fine wine and dine
Don’t come close
To love’s real force
Love’s a physical expression
Of an emotional addiction
Full of contradiction
Miseducation
Infatuation
Irritated frustration
Of the inability to reproduce TV love
In real life
What maddening strife
Love cause to a man and his wife.
Trixie
