a matter of tremendous comprehension
that requires much anticipation
and most of your attention
is more of a dissimulation
that always suffers alteration:
of all the tastes, colors and shapes
one type of love eliminates
all others.
sweet love is polite and shy
much like a big girl who failed as a spy
and bitter love is even worse
it's gloomy and at time morose
but sour love is march in bloom
it's not at all romantic doom
it's when you turn into an optimistic fool
and scream over the rooftops "you're so cool!"
only to find a minute later it's not how you presume.
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