like gossip, love's epidemiology causal, a vector rampant spreading has another uncontrolled physiology a loving caring directional heading
love can't grow in a Petri dish unless you're an amoeba or other cell if agape's agar to feed, would wish then i'd suppose it could, as well
diseased with affection and devotion the prognosis a fortunate telling incurable in time, your love's emotion opportunistic transmission compelling
we could seclude with quarantine but why would we want to isolate and keep inside of what i mean an infective germ so obviously great
to catch a love disease, not so good on some picnic blanket by river of love as catching love to be, could, would with your desire of desires, free of
animosity for all of sentient beings to less thinking with other leanings hard to be unaffected when all around everyone, everything is happily bound
one to another and each bound to all devotedly catching incurable contagion laughing 'til crying and having a ball loving each other, and all civilization
what a lovely way we could live life if we could forgive and forget our ire without avarice, worry, or greedy strife just let the love spread like wildfire
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKJun 21, 2011
Educational AND romantic GG, a rare combination...
Enjoyed the read.
Bill
Odette67Penrith, Cumbria, England UKJun 21, 2011
what a lovely way we could live life if we could forgive and forget our ire without avarice, worry, or greedy strife just let the love spread like wildfire
Hi, agoodguy2have, just let the love spread like wildfire ...Now, I'm thinking wildfire destroys all in its path - that must then await the next generation's emergence. Ouch! Love igniting, spreading- good; love consuming - ??? I'm still thinking about this one! With what a lovely way we could live life if we could forgive and forget our ire, on the other hand, I readily concur.
RedexNorthumberland, England UKJun 22, 2011
a combustion of feelings words and the wildfire that destroys all to grow anew
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Enjoyed the read.
Bill
if we could forgive and forget our ire
without avarice, worry, or greedy strife
just let the love spread like wildfire
Super poem
Love these lines, to forgive, is to feel free.
just let the love spread like wildfire ...Now, I'm thinking wildfire destroys all in its path - that must then await the next generation's emergence. Ouch! Love igniting, spreading- good; love consuming - ??? I'm still thinking about this one! With what a lovely way we could live life if we could forgive and forget our ire, on the other hand, I readily concur.