A Long Poem About Love

I love reading your comments sis.  sorry about the swearing, I'm attempting to stop and not sure why I started in the first place; habits are like that I suppose....yes I don't understand the overuse of the word love, and I'm guilty of that also, and certainly I don't understand what the world calls love....real love to me isn't even an emotion, but a principle, only God can really give us the capacity to love for He is love,  without God we cannot love, we are selfish carnal beings; at least I am....what human beings call love is just a watered down  version of 'real love'  and I don't believe in the categorization of love either; Agape, and the rest...the human love I speak of in this poem is a feeling motivated by needs and emotional hunger wanting to be fed or getting fed by someone or some thing; love is a generic term....I value your comments Cherie, the poem is more of a vent than anything else, I'm not trying to persuade anyone to believe anything all are free moral agents...cheers      

wolf, I appreciate you saying that bro. but nothing I write is 'better' than anything you write, different yes but not 'better' I got no control over this genre, stuff comes to me and I write it down; I shouldn't have to edit but sometimes I still do; my ego wants me to believe that I have something to do with what comes out in reality I don't; when I try to write something I end up staring at a wall like a zombie lol, then out of the blue a write comes in my head and I feel like I have to take a piss, lol...I was venting with this one, mad at myself for a lack of maturity in my outlook on the subject....let's go to Europe Eddie, walk the streets of Paris let the place speak have a few pops....you like Bukowski hey Eddie?  yeah the man had something, a cynical truth with a beating heart, I love his work, he left a great legacy for writers; 'don't try hard'  he once said, something like that not sure of exact words....cheers pal

sorry to hear about your insomnia Lily Mae, I was just ranting with this one; that's all I remember about it, I would read it over but it's too freaking long lol...life is to be lived my friend not CSI ed....what's the old saying live love ?  I forgot the third one, is it f...?  I've given up sweating so can't say naughty word anymore lol....thanks for commenting on my work; you're a doll!  cheers.

thank you for making comment and reading my vent, PoetessDarkly...cheers