How do I love thee?

How do I love thee? Like a baffled nerd
Alone in my bed, uncaring, undressed
All without ever leaving my nest
Like a newborn chirping hungry bird
This question you ask is really absurd
I’ve always imagined it simply a jest
And any who asks it surely a pest
How else to respond to this loaded word?
Romantic love is a curious thing
I’ve heard it said often that love is blind
It makes a heart pound, it makes a heart sing
It drives a sane person out of his mind
And makes him buy flowers, even a ring!
I pray I never know love of this kind…

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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