Love's Swansong

The melodies so sweet so overwhelming, I may be in heat. The song I sing as I do soar the ones that come before I hit floor... and then the deep, deep, despair. knowing it well cuz you live there love not real comes and thrills love the drug, me it fills impermanently... me the subject, me the objective, me the noun and verbs, me and my heart do suffix, because of your predicate, subjunctively... let that emotion die it is not love it's called dopamine and it's more mean than dope bury her, bless her and walk away from her painful stench reoccurring the next to go is you die, let the YOU go, no you to hurt, no you to be hurt, no you to need and want and... Let LOVE be your recognition of The Holy Other the one that matters, your Holy Brother golden rule the fool that crosses your path pour on the love let die the wrath