Is love

Is love mere verticality?
A tall figure in the mute smokes?
No, it is no vertical , see
Love doesn’t stand, no jokes :

Love is a merely a pipe dream
Sometimes a phrase sometimes a doubt
Inside splendid landscapes that beam,
Love is also a theatrical dispute

Yes, love is a room,
In the middle of nowhere
Love is a room, a study where
Even our weirdest secrets can loom

Love is a surface, it is a town
Tell me, who inhabits this city now?
Love is an illness, it is a sound
A jail guard, as all his slaves bow

Love is a street and an alley
An array of triffles and blue flowers
Love is a riffle, it is a key
Lost in the herbs, defeated fears

Seen how love is a country?
Did you even reach its border?
Will you take me there, eventually?
Love is a land, borderless fever

More ? Love is a stairway to madness,
A universe made of desires
Love is a goal, an imbalance
Lyrically put love are attires

Rags that envelop my weak figure
As our souls walk side by side,
As we stand in love, like in a lure
Am I being to hallucination tied?

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