A poem for Love
Ain't you crazy dear little one. For what ye see and knoweth not. For ye curiosity will one day turn to Damn hard habit to kill off. Ye first search reason to fall in love, Knowing not how ye fell deep into. A place of no return and tomorrow Ye in the end search for reason to end. Their company ye look for lone moment That joy having a companion to be For I must warn thee that Sooner their time be yours alone. For jealousy kick in and frustration An hour dare too long to be without Mind will kick in soon to wander For adrenaline will soon work its way. Hormones don't understand the reality It kick in any moment it seems to. Blame it on our ancestor’s alertness Evolution does us this impulsive reaction Warning you thee dear little ones Those that make it are ones who, Manages the time well planned Love maybe abundant but time dictate.