Love's Bases

Genuine love is loveless Whereof the heart is beclouded With mystic, monastic and metaphysical aura Only minds as deep as the Congo river can contain. 'Tis when fair love subsist That spiritual, ethical and philosophical Transcend all mundane forms and allures That are subject to the acid test of time and change. 'Tis to disdain honeycombs To find relish in bitter herbs is rare And have wants and longings lay in catacombs Beside the sweet amusing bed of roses it is but to dare. 'Tis to know what it is Love dwells in spirit and not physique And its form is literal but not imaginative And its essence not naive but rather philosophical!