What Is Love
Before love ever after never seemed to matter.
Lust followed by lust
secrets grew in the pasture.
The Fortnight turned into a month as days tallied to thirty.
A knight yearning and dreaming of the princess so worthy.
It seems the lost art of chivalry is lost within all of humanity.
Shall we take our two bodies and make an equation,
or engage in deep conversation, grow love and show patience.
Despite the constant vulgarity involved with the act of persuasion,
Sex may cover the wounds, but the heart remains vacant.
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