We seek to experience a rush of emotions

Constantly unaware of the consequences

For that feeling is wild and indescribable

Relentless and uncontrollable

Yet the essence of its existence

Is the fruit we all crave

No sense of smell, nor taste or touch

Can attempt to possess it

For it lingers of its own free will

Escaping all who dare to keep it

Oblivious to selfish needs wants or desires

Slipping violently, yet subtly

Between the spaces of the sealed prisons

It is a gift that brings intangible rewards

Yet the sting of its burn can penetrate your soul

It can be evanescent or everlasting

Its grip can abash even the stubbornly unmoved

Creating tiffs almost unceasingly

Immortality is its forte

It is at the core of hate’s army

And exudes a power that can crush

Even the strongest will

And to seek that understanding

Only breeds utter perplexity

Wasteful tendencies arise when it is sought

Because its origin lies within

The uniqueness of our creation

Unseen but always there

Knocking on the door of our hearts to be released

It is the symbol of our humanity

Often mistaken for desperation or weakness

And though gentle it can ironically manifest these results

Obsession then becomes its game

Forcing the stability of the sane

To misplace all reason

It viciously strips you of all sense that is common

And cleverly and earnestly defies all logic

To fight against it is to sorely lose

Because it always obtains the prize

Without effort nor struggle for gain

Ultimately it captures the very depth of our being

It whispers previews of magic and excitement

Ecstasy unreal putting fairytales to shame

And when you finally taste the sweetness

Of its flavor or the bitterness of its sting

You know your experience will be unprecedented

And all encompassing

You know you have tasted  True Love!