As confusing as love itself


I do not love Love

You're cute, you're kind, you're smart, you're funny, and you're nice, you're cool, you're weird
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, you're seven

Love not, love, love not, love, love not, love, love not

I love not, but if you'd been eight, or six, everything would be different

Or if I'd started with love

But I chose to start with love not, because I don't love Love, I love you, I thought
Now I don't love you, because I chose to

Are you with me?

You don't have to be, because I don't love you
Or do I?
I don't love your seven leaves
But I love you
The source itself

You don't need to understand, as long as I do



Poetry by Key
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Written on 2007-03-18 at 00:30

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Great poem on the problematic enigma of love. perfect intro too. Welcome to the bay of plenty of lovers! Smiling at you, TAi
2007-03-18