Love is Weird

by Phyllissa
(MI, USA)

In the middle of my day
I only wish to grant my loves increase
That revolves around you
To one who feels it cannot be replaced

Love delicacy consists in being loved
And flew through the lips and mouth
Here I love you
One pinch too much or too little spoils loves taste

In the electricity of its beauty
The wind blows with a honeyed breath
With love
And life to life itself

The mouth speaks without the lips moving
Hate is brief and love immense
As i love you, the pines in the wind
Beating above our loving silence

But the hour of vengeance falls and I love you
Still the atmosphere quivers
You are nobody since i loved you
Tonight i can write the saddest words