THE BIOLOGY OF LOVE

THE BIOLOGY OF LOVE

Love shone upon the naive couple
Like a hailstorm, sudden as it is.

Or a tornado of pleasures
With a committed status tag.

It made fantasy pictures in the sky
As auroras do above the dark pines.

They were drenched, cajoled, painted, implanted and harvested over time,
Loving each other like staunch bigots.

It rolled till the last square of the playground,
Where the chromosomes lost their elasticity.

Dancing to and fro with dubious times
The diabolical life descended.

Innocent and harmless as it seemed
Was not so welcome in the tribe.

Loud and demanding,
It took the shower and lights away from the couple.

Embracing the perplex biology
They went on to house the wrath coming their way.

The cursed womb pushed them to
A higher level of three dimensional love.{/justify}