True love
Knows no boundaries
And, thus, must never be restricted
To the subtleties
And niceties
Of all things sweet and tender.
True love
Must also be expressed
Through the pain, torment
And passionate convulsions
Its frenzied course assaults
Upon mind and body
Only then
When ecstasies and agonies
Are allowed to coexist
Can true love be found.
Such is this
I lay before you
My Ode To True Love.
My love for you
Is as gushing
As a burst abscess
As intense
As the agony
From a gangrenous toe
And as teasingly
Unpredictable
As a bucket of vomit
On a trampoline.
Indeed
Through all of this
And more
Know
That you
Are truly loved.
Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard
Only then
When ecstasies and agonies
Are allowed to coexist
Can true love be found.
Such is this
I lay before you
My Ode To True Love.
My love for you
Is as gushing
As a burst abscess
As intense
As the agony
From a gangrenous toe
And as teasingly
Unpredictable
As a bucket of vomit
On a trampoline.
Indeed
Through all of this
And more
Know
That you
Are truly loved.
Poem only © Copyright Lynn Gerrard
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