Love

Love is such a strong emotion,
committing yourself
total devotion.
Love bites us all sooner or later,
writing a book,
spitting out paper.
chop down a tree,
lick at the sap,
love infects the heart,
creating a gap


the gap grows bigger
as time grows, stretched
and when love ends,
the gap repents,
leaving us to cry the tears
of a follower devoted for what seems like years.
A palm tree sways in a still cold mist
A gentleman chews on a ladies fist,
I hope you are starting to get the gist,
about love,
of why it exists.
It is there to torment whoever it finds,
loves an illness of the mind.
It may well be there,
it may well be true,
love
is really down to you.