Conjecture Of Love
I don't believe that
one can measure love --
subjective as it is selective
don't believe one can time
love -- schedule and depot
all its own
can't give it a firm reference number
one's so-called all-knowing, reliable
Smart Phone
(only a naive fool would think that love
is intelligent)
ether with you...or alone --
however, love is always compassionate
and sharing~ while forever remaining
a mystery as to its true method of divine
pairing
(all will be said of love
or not said~ not debatable,
its painful, confounding silence)
often usurped by evil -- falsely
accused, love the protagonist
of, not only all healing, but
man's abundance of violence --
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