Sour-Love Recipe

Love  After all is just a word,  Boiled to mean feelings  Which can cut like a sword, Or simply leave one reeling In ecstacy, Or sane insanity.  It has a sweet taste too Which only the heart can tell  But the body can feel And the hands can touch too.  But it does go sour. Yes! Indeed it does; Add a little selfishness A pint of forgetfulness  Large amount of lies Deciet or simple pretense.  Remember to add Lust Which leaves love to rust,  You can add a little trust  That which already is lost.  Envy, anger and jealousy Are to be added in large quantity.  Remember the all-mighty pride,  The only ingredient to set the tide For a journey of no love lost.  ©NobleHeart