Don’t think of love as some disease
(The product of a spell or curse
According to Hippocrates)
Which only passion can reverse.

Don’t theorize that love is just,
Which changes with a lover’s eyes,
Or seek to forge a bond with trust,
If bondage ends in love’s demise.

Don’t grow incensed as loved ones age;
Love’s for the spirit, not the eye.
What god would bear a lover’s rage?
Complain of love and watch it die.

And never think of love as good
Or anything but free and wild.
The thing that’s most misunderstood:
The God of Love is just a child.