L.o.v.e.

Love is Not
something
you Have
or dont Have

Love is
something
you Are

Love does
not
require others
to be
Love

Love is free
and does not
belong to anyone
but everyone
like You &
Me

The moment
you believe you
have love
is The moment
love will
make plans
of Escape
like a captured
Dove
in a cage

Love cannot
be Conquered
like gold  & Diamonds
as some people
would have you Believe

Love does not
sing in any Order
or Fashion
but through the very Air
of Freedom wich
gives love its Wings

Love does
not live with
the owners
Anymore

it was seen
roaming the forests and hills
naked  in obvious Ecstasy

Love feels so
good you just want More
and More and More
and then some
more
&
after having
Drunk from the Well
and become Drunk Thereof
the Drinker Often
reaches Stupor
of the Senses
and then Loves
a Moth

(too)

Loves a horse
a baby goose &
a black Crow
witch language
is mighty Coarse

Love is Art
& the Artist
of  sensual crafts
married happily
as if forever
after
in eternal
bliss

Bliss
of the mind
in the fire
of love
and the moment
of embracing
divine
by the one
and the many
united for
the snake
of all
who moveth
between the worlds
unseen
by the many
yet seen
by the seer
in  psychic
mind space

Love is the will
to express oneself
through Love
and to Love
the expression
thereof

Like the kiss
of a lover
that lingers
for hours
on end
before it
eventually fades
in the red horizon
like the sun
after a warm
day