LOVE IS THE CHOCOLATE SPASM OF AN UNQUENCHABLE JOY

love 
is the chocolate spasm
of an unquenchable joy.
like a kite on a string of unending naivete…
a glorious mongrel of “ I’ll be damned! “ -
and all the manifest Destiny you can squeeze 
into a perilous adventure.
no ropes Is like No Fun,
but only from This angle, where I lust for succulent jewels!
where I slept last on a diamond 
made of pure flesh -
and pulsed into a realm 
of amorous blunders.

all these sweet things 
kick in the teeth 
of your black hole.
like an aggregate Comedy 
of stalled horizons.

you see how love has mastered Madness
by slipping in-between
You.