**WHAT LOVE IS NOT***
Love is not make up
It’s gross to think it’s all shine and gloss.
Love is not six packs,
But may be packed with sixes that aren’t half a dozen
Love is not high cheek bones
Perhaps, the bond ‘tween the plump and bag of bones
Love is not flawless skin
Maybe akin to hugging the flaws and all
Love is not in the accent
Perhaps words that amend and repair
Love is not a huge phallus
Maybe in deep penetrating affections
Love is not candy sized nipples
Perhaps about two people who can breast life’s ripples
Love is not earth shaking orgasms
Maybe about shaking hands in the climax of friendship
Love is not a walk in the park
Perhaps finding someone to talk to when the sun goes dark
Love is not the movies
Maybe about the moves that move us to tears.
Love is not red wine
Perhaps when water becomes as thick as blood
Love is not selfies or ussies
Maybe when selfish can be usfish
Love is not in fancy funerals
Perhaps sweet moments hidden from cameras
I may not know what love is,
But I know what it is not.
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