Love sticks like glue
 

Love falls like rain, a sweet C02, it's

Not in the forecast, but it still wets

You through. It permeates, penetrates

Soaks deep to the skin, can't eat, can't

Relax, till you see her again

Love flows like water no stopping the

Flood, it ties up your arms, your lips

And your hugs. Sleep's at a premium

No rest, can't keep still, will she or won't

She? You pray that she will

Love pours like custard, sweet creamy

And hot, you want some, you taste

Some, you must scoff the lot. A delicious

Repast you've got love on your tongue

And all your friends know where you've

Been, what you've done

Love is a miracle, brings life unto flesh

A mystery unfathomed no answer

Correct. Love is a riddle, a tough

Calculus too, but what a good thing

That love sticks like glue

© Joseph G Dawson
Refreshed 23/08/2018