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February Love Poems 2017 š¹
This poem is a little jaded… I canāt apologize… its where Iām at when I think of love…
Struggling to find my emotions about love
Must confess, I donāt see whats all the fuss
Examining others, who declare their passions
Scrutinize, doubt, bah-humbug ~ a wannabe
Merely a facade, a poisons tree
Never existed ~ you see.
Enraptured lovers grabble intimately
Erotic moments, fleeting, bequeathed
Passions of fire, flames from desires
Consequences, scenes, episodes ~ āau revoir.ā
And occasions of raptures upon green meadows
Understanding these rendezvous were eros
Asking again, what is truelove
After the season of passions
Remains the idea, āhow to get rid ofā
Love doesnāt grow from the seeds of lust
Only infants, and children and a sad family life
Teaching the young androgens lessons
Proofing the courses and coaching hormones
Instructing the usage of birth control
Keeping the knees together tightly bound
Taking the āPhallus Willieā to the red lights
Instead of young Susie who thinks you love her
But it was your prostaglandins and testosterone that beds
Loving lies caused Susie to spread her legs
And this was never love dear teenage mother
Perhaps you forced what was never there
That seed of a child made your bed
And yes you love the āgift from Godā
However, that is love, oh young bride
However, Phallus Willie, had other quests
And the older he gets, he seeks truelove ~ yes
Itās the love from God that untangles this mess š¹
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