Love is

A bio-chemical festivity thrown
in the name of handsome hormones
A gluttonous fervor, an insatiable disposition
that comes and goes without an invitation
A tenacious bloodline with no real choice
or an accidental collision of traffic with no real malice
The kind of comfort
only a pair of your favorite old shoes can support
Now and then, an absence ousted from a normalcy
Or rather, a mere pitiable conspiracy
a promise not demanding an explanation
or even a palpitation


2005.12.