Friday, February 10, 2017

A more & A greater than


Z sing iz, the buzz on thee,
Love is too little, jolie, jolie, jolie,
Je t’adore. Je t’ aime. Jest a phaze
Pshaw, lust must pass away.
Love’s haze, amazes me, truly,
enamored in deceitful enamel,
this shine, all mine, in Love.
Trivial, no? Failure in this,
is mans kind demise,
dismissal of duality
a potential of casualty-
could be more…
In love,
first, then find.
F is force, for P, probability
E is of course our energy, and
why, z axis, a spot on a plane
two dimensions entwined,
I find lines hold space,
needing each other just as much
for meaning and definition,
listen...
it sounds like hummmmm
with i 
and feels like u.


Painting by Joshua Reynolds, 'Mrs. Abington as Miss Prue in Love for Love' (1771) in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. 

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