Love The Hunter Poem by Lojan kameanin

love is the vision of a perfect hunter
its neva seen buh when it strikes it strikes the heart

Never working in groups but never attacking alone
Not only pursuing one but maybe two or even three

setting the best traps traps that not only trap your heart
but entrap your every thought and movement

It stalks its prey until the time is right and when the time is right
it finally reveals itself neva seen but undoubtdly felt

It attacks the mind infecting it with thought afta thought
Sedating the body making it feel as light as air

Torturing the face forcing smile afta smile ova and ova
impregnating the senses making images and voices everlasting images

Staying for maybe months or maybe for long years
but in a split second love can leave the body

Leaving behind a destroyed mind and a fragile heart
Forcing the smiles out and replaying images and voices over and over

leaving traces of its presence everywere in everything
for love has not really left but gone off to stalk anuva prey.