You're in Love? What kind of Love: true Love or cruel Love? //
With whom, Love? Who loves you, like you Love you?
See, there's true Love and there's cruel Love, but is cruel Love still true Love? // If sincere, would you see it through, Love? Please, do, Love, and do Love 'cause through Love, we grew, Love. //
Be Love and see Love as you, Love. Peace-peace, Love.
© 2011 Teffilosophy: dissipation of Love.
Side note: extremely excited to have conceived this. Scribbled it down tonight at approximately 10:10PM. It has been three and a half scores since I've written a poem, or rather, a composition of words that have come together and translated poetically. Middle school is my most recent memory, which is sorta sad, really. I even went as far to construct a coinciding rhythm for it. Actually, strange enough, the rhythm preceded the words. I feel alive; painfully alive. Like a rebirth of consciousness. I might make a video reciting it. Would you fancy that? Peace.