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
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