Romeos Without Their Juliets

To Some, Love. And To Love, Some…
Who are you fooling?
Joking and betting it’s not my person or a lesson…
From The North to the South of Your Love,
 I have had enough of your schooling, so I am cooling me, myself and I, in the stead of yourself…

Now, you think, is the time to show your Love Face, to claim my Love’s space…
In fact, there’s no place to love, as love has shut its windows and curtains for another love…

Love in Need, Is Truly Love in Indeed….
Wanting someone for clearly wanting you…
Needing somebody for their passionate love…
And this, is where the going gets tough and rough on all edges and corners…
Keeping love flexibly tight and tightly flexible, may be the answer, but who knows, only love…

After exchanging all your minerals for metal materials such as your jewelleries….
Now you are showing all petals, just to win my love medals….
See me here, stepping the fastest on my pedals adios love!

Making love to you, is the challenge that gets me hot and bothered up to all borders…….
The day has come for love’s manifestation of anything but love………
Love What, Love Who, Love Which, Love When………Why Love?

Loving love, in the confines of its glories and trimmings……
In its cartons and crates, shipped to your doorstep and earlobes….
Lubricating, gelling and curling sweet pieces of nothings into your minds….
That’s good… but where is your brain?
Here and now, is to the day of appreciation of someone who truly and really deserves your love….

BY WILFRED CLARKE.